“Come on Jesse, let’s go boy,” I called to the dog. I walked to the back door and Jesse followed me out.

Jesse ran on ahead, he knew where he was going. He grabbed a big stick and running back to me dropped it in front of me. I picked it up and threw it for him. We played this game for quite a while. I looked up in the sky and could see nothing threatening. Then out of nowhere a shot rang out and just missed me. I dropped to my stomach and called to Jesse, “down boy.”

Another shot hit me in leg!

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