I remember when Carmen and I were standing in the middle of a lonely, gravel road with a shiny gun pointed directly at us by this Crazy Lady,  while our dogs were barking obsessively at her goats. A couple of hours before, we were on the road, riding around in the side by side. There were a lot of fully bloomed trees around, the grass is a lime green color, it's pretty warm, it smells like fresh-cut grass but it's muddy. While we were driving around in the yard, I decided that I wanted to go inside to get some food and watch tv.

 I asked Carmen, “Do you want to go inside and eat lunch?” 

I parked the side by side on our way inside, my dogs ran out of the house and jumped on us. While we were watching tv, I decided to go on our normal walk and take all the dogs, we normally only take Minnie. It was not a normal day, for a normal walk with the dogs, otherwise, we would have never seen a gun, or called the police.

As we were walking we heard a lot of crickets chirping, a few old rotten trees had fallen down in the road, the further we went down the hill, we saw a vehicle approaching it was a blue sparkly truck, it almost hit us if we hadn't moved into the grass it probably would have, that's when we should have known that something bad was going to happen that day.

We kept walking further down the hill, over the fallen down trees, we stopped at the creek, it was muddy and looked like the Missouri River. It was so dirty, it smelled badly, but I was walking in the water. It was about four feet deep and really rocky. The creek water was really hot, it was around 100 degrees outside.

 After about 20 minutes in the creek, we started walking again down the road. When I was by the road I could smell the burning rubber from people driving down the road. The sun was extremely hot on the road, it was burning the tires. 

We stopped to pet some dogs one was a German Shepard the other a mix of some sort of breed. They were very soft and fluffy; they looked like clouds. While we were stopped our dogs started playing with the ones we were petting. About 10 minutes later we started walking again the dogs seemed sad they were pouting like children, they had to stop playing. 

Minnie was moping around, so I ended up carrying her. She was around 15 pounds at this time, she was still a puppy. Minnie was being squirmy as a little worm. I put her back down, she tried to run off but, since she is still a puppy she was on a leash. She started choking and gagging, she was trying to get away. 

The rest of the dogs start running over this big bright green hill now we can’t see them at the time. I start yelling “ Molly, Flash, Sophie, Scarlet, Bently GET BACK HERE NOW!” but they don't come. I started talking to Carmen, “ We are going to get into a lot of trouble if I can’t get them to come back with us.”  We got over the bright green hill to see the dogs all gathered around this older lady’s yard. We knew of her house, we were driven by it, on our side by side. 

She was screaming at the dogs from inside her yard.  It’s a rusty fenced-in small yard with her two pet goats that are a whitish-yellow. They had collars that were worn out and kind of looked like they were held on by a thread. The crazy lady wore a cooking pot on her head, she looked like Johnny Appleseed, but it was really rusty looking like it was going to fall apart. She had ratty blue jeans that looked like they had never been cleaned. Her shirt was dark brown, stained, and had six or seven holes in it. When I first saw her I was thinking to myself what type of crack is this woman running on. 

 I started running to go get my dogs from her yard, she started yelling and crying,  “ I’M TIRED OF YA’LLS DOGS COMING DOWN HERE AND EATING MY GOATS. MY GOAT GOT KILLED BECAUSE OF YOUR DOGS.” 

Then I say, “Ma’am my dogs have never been down here before, they are left in the pen all day unless I bring them out.” 

Crazy lady said “WELL I SHOT A DOG LAST WEEK BECAUSE IT WAS WALKING BY MY HOUSE BARKING AT MY GOATS AND THE NEXT THING THAT HAPPENED TO MY GOAT WAS THAT IT DIED. THAT'S ALL BECAUSE OF YOU!” 

Bear was the dog she shot, he was harmless, we always went on walks around there, before we got a pen for him to be in. A week before we went on this walk, Bear, my nephew's dog, didn’t come home from that last walk with us. He liked to wander off, his nose would get him into trouble. I was pretty upset that his dog didn’t come home but we had to break the bad news to my nephew that we had lost his dog. 

As Crazy lady was yelling about my dogs she started to reach behind her I was curious what she was doing, she pulled out a gun, while my dogs were still barking at her goats, I called out, “ Molly, Flash, Sophie, Scarlett, Bently GET OVER HERE NOW!”  

They came to me. Crazy lady starts telling us “I NEED TO GET REVENGE. YOU KEEP BRINGING YOUR DOGS AROUND HERE AND THEN MY GOATS GET KILLED,”  she points her silver 22 with a brown wooden handle at the dogs. 

As she was pointing it toward my dogs I started yelling at the top of my lungs, my throat burning from yelling so loud, at her “YOUR GOING TO GO TO JAIL IF YOU SHOOT US AND I WILL DEFINITELY MAKE SURE YOU GET PUT IN JAIL YOU LITTLE B***H.” She points it at Carmen, she starts crying. Before she pointed it at me she was pointing it to where it looked like if she would have pulled the trigger she would have shot us both. I tell her “YOU NEED TO STOP POINTING THAT GUN AT US, YOUR MAKING MY SISTER CRY!” she pointed the gun at me, I looked at Carmen saying under my breath, “We are running away as fast as we can, don’t run in a straight line”. I counted to three, “One- two-three-gooooo ”.

 We ran as fast as we could, over the hill. Everything was blurry, it felt like we were running like the wind, we were going in all different directions, just in case she decided to follow us. I was carrying Minnie, she was getting too heavy, all the dogs were following us. While we were running I called my mom. I was telling her everything that just happened.

 We were out of breath, panicking, she told me to calm down and get to the house so I could tell her what happened. As we got home I saw my dad, he gave me a hug, I started bawling my eyes out. I was very relieved to be at home, in my safe place. We were still outside when my mom come out asked what had happened, “We were walking the dogs, like any other normal time we go for walks, but this time we decided to go farther since I already know this road pretty well, next thing I know is the dogs start running, some woman was yelling, saying how they need to be unalived or Carmen and I needed to be unalived she pulled out her gun pointed it at us, we ran back home as fast as we could.” My mom called the police after we had told her what had happened, still trying to catch our breath. It took the police around an hour to show up. 

When the police showed up, they got out of their cars very slowly, we walked over to them, instead of waiting for them to come to us. We told the police what happened with the crazy lady.

After the police talked to her they came back to my house first they said they took her gun away yet it was our fault that she pointed a gun at the dogs, our dogs were on her property,  the police she needed to get evaluated for the psych ward because that broad was crazy.

 It ended quietly after the police left everything settled down. Nothing interesting had happened after that. Carmen's mom showed up and we talked for a little bit. Carmen went home. I just knew that it was going to be a bad day, something bad was going to happen to us. A simple walk with the dogs turned into a fiasco. Who would have known that a simple day could’ve ended up the way it did. When we see her in public we can see she never went and got help, she will cuss at anyone and everyone in her way.