yesterday i strung up some fishing line inside the gate where i thought a possible intruder had entered the ranch house yard ... today, the line was broken ...
so i went to town and borrowed one of [the rancher's] city dogs, one that likes to bite people ... he comes with a spike collar and all ... now he and i are on alert.
[the rancher's wife] told me a story about a developmentally slow kid who moved out this way, not too long ago ... maybe 40 miles from here ... he was murdered at his home ... found hog-tied and hanged from the front porch.
prowler beware ... if i encounter somebody in the dark tonight, inside the house yard, i put your chances at zero.
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