Post by Brittany on Apr 3, 2012 12:43:57 GMT -6
"I had no choice but to go. I figured I could maybe talk him out of it. It was worth a try."
"But daddy. You can't shoot them. That's illegal." Gabby cried as she climbed up into the passenger's seat.
"They're pests and will do a lot of harm to the cattle. Gabby, whatever you're goin' to say to stop me, just don't say it. You know good 'n well I won't let 'em go." Trent's voice caught a hint of anger as Gabby pleaded.
"Please. They did nothing to us!" Tears streamed down her face as she pleaded, though it did no good.
"They will. Now sit there and shut up before I take you back to the house." Trent slammed his fist down on the dashboard.
Gabby stay silent after that. The death of her mother had changed her father. It made him stubborn. He would only do what he thought was right and never stopped and thought. Soon she saw the headlights of Tevin, her uncle. Gabby jumped out of the truck and ran up to Tevin. "Please don't hurt them. They didn't do anything."
Her uncle walked closer to her and wrapped his arms around her. "Now that ain't a welcome. Come here, sweety. You know times are tough with your father. He just don't want to lose you either. And the cattle and horses are drawing them closer to the house."
"But they haven't even showed themselves. We ain't found a dead cow yet."
"You will. Wolves are meat eaters. And when winter comes, food will be scarce. They will come to your house looking for food." Tevin sighed and looked at the crying girl. He hugged her once more, trying to calm her. "Just don't worry about it. We might not even shoot them. Just run them off."
Trent came walking up beside the two. "Alright. Let's get going." He led the way through the forest, scanning the ground for pawprints, and once he found the first set, it was about fifteen minutes after they had set off on foot. "Here's another set. And another." He pointed towards them and looked up at his brother and daughter. "You see? They are way too close for comfort. They've got to go."
"But daddy. You can't shoot them. That's illegal." Gabby cried as she climbed up into the passenger's seat.
"They're pests and will do a lot of harm to the cattle. Gabby, whatever you're goin' to say to stop me, just don't say it. You know good 'n well I won't let 'em go." Trent's voice caught a hint of anger as Gabby pleaded.
"Please. They did nothing to us!" Tears streamed down her face as she pleaded, though it did no good.
"They will. Now sit there and shut up before I take you back to the house." Trent slammed his fist down on the dashboard.
Gabby stay silent after that. The death of her mother had changed her father. It made him stubborn. He would only do what he thought was right and never stopped and thought. Soon she saw the headlights of Tevin, her uncle. Gabby jumped out of the truck and ran up to Tevin. "Please don't hurt them. They didn't do anything."
Her uncle walked closer to her and wrapped his arms around her. "Now that ain't a welcome. Come here, sweety. You know times are tough with your father. He just don't want to lose you either. And the cattle and horses are drawing them closer to the house."
"But they haven't even showed themselves. We ain't found a dead cow yet."
"You will. Wolves are meat eaters. And when winter comes, food will be scarce. They will come to your house looking for food." Tevin sighed and looked at the crying girl. He hugged her once more, trying to calm her. "Just don't worry about it. We might not even shoot them. Just run them off."
Trent came walking up beside the two. "Alright. Let's get going." He led the way through the forest, scanning the ground for pawprints, and once he found the first set, it was about fifteen minutes after they had set off on foot. "Here's another set. And another." He pointed towards them and looked up at his brother and daughter. "You see? They are way too close for comfort. They've got to go."