Out Duck Hunting
Urban Legend
I have heard of millions of urban legends and each of them have their own unique twist, this is just one of the many that I know...
A man (I don't know his name, so lets just call him Greg) who had just bought a shiny, new, mint van (I believe it was a trailblazer or something like that) invited his friend (lets say...Allan) to go fishing with him in the lakes around their area. Greg looked at his dog (Spot) and decided that he needed exercise, so he took him along with them on their trip. So, Greg went to Allan's house to pick him with Spot in the seat, napping as usual. Upon arriving at their destination and unloading their equipment, they walked along for a couple of miles to look for an available lake... for some nice, plump fish. Unfortunately, the season they had chosen to go fishing was fall and where they lived the temperatures reached extremely low degrees, which was the cause of the lakes being covered with a thick sheet of solid ice. Greg and Allan were disappointed but that wasn't going to stop them from doing their beloved hobby... fishing. While they sat there and thought of a way to make the ice melt so they could have at least just a spot in where to fish, Greg remembered the 40-second dynamite he kept in a box, stashed in his van. He had an idea, he was going to light the dynamite, throw it somewhere far into the ice- covered lake and it was going to make a hole in the ice where they then would fish, brilliant, huh, maybe not so much. After explaining to Allan his plan, he ran to his van, retrieved the dynamite and grabbed his smoking lighter. He turned on the lighter, held the flame to the dynamite and threw it far into a spot in the lake. Well, Spot who was napping in the van, had just woken up and had jumped out of the van's open door, in time to see the flying stick of dynamite. You know how dogs are, they like to play Catch the ball with you or they like chasing and catching Frisbee's, that was the case with Spot. Once he saw the dynamite, he ran after it and caught it, clean in his mouth. He began to run back to Greg and Allan. Upon seeing this, Greg and Allan both shouted at Spot to let go of the dynamite but he wouldn't listen, he just kept trotting toward them with the dynamite giving out in his mouth. Greg then grabbed his Duck hunting shot gun from his van and began to shoot at Spot, now, this type of shotgun was only meant to stop a duck but definitely not built powerful enough to stop a dog the size of Spot, so he just hesitated a little but kept going. Greg shot again and this time, Spot really got scared, he ran toward the van and whizzed under it so that the next bullet could miss him. Meanwhile, Spot was still carrying the 40 second- dynamite in his mouth and the spark was to it's last two seconds, BOOMMMM!!!! Yeah you guessed it, Spot blew up... and also did the brand, new, mint Trailblazer (or whatever it was) that Greg had just bought. The explosion had not only blew both Greg's dog and vehicle up but had made a hole in the ice,.. the left-over parts of the totaled Trailblazer sank to the depths of the frozen lake, never to be seen again.
Janice De La Garza
San Antonio, TX
