Neighbors

You'd think that in such a small village the people would be normal.

Tonight a neighbor came by the house asking for signatures to prevent a large expansion of the horse stables up the road. We invited him in and offered him a beer. We got to talking.

During the chat, he said that a while back, one of the neighbors came to him and said that his horse had died. He offered to help if he could. The owner asked him to help move it. Two men moving a 3/4 ton dead and bloated horse just doesn't sound possible. It wasn't. They tried moving it with a winch but the winch broke. So, the owner came back with a large meat cleaver. The helping neighbor said he couldn't do that. In the end, the owner chopped up the horse and...fed it to his dogs. Hello Hannibal!

Another about one who hit his puppy over the head with a shovel for barking at him. He then buried it in the yard. Pet Sematary!

An older man down the street was apparently imprisoned for 5 years for counterfeiting money. I guess it could be handy when the closest ATM is a few miles away.

He told a few more stories. I'm beginning to wonder about this place. But don't tell the neighbors. I'd hate to find myself face down in the river.