Rest in peace

Dear Journal,

I have to write about this even though it didn't happen to me.

So Hacks and I were at our Zone Conference with about 30 other missionaries when this elder waved us over on a break. I guess he and Hacks had been comps before. His name was Elder Krandle.

He told us he had to tell us about an experience that he and his comp had the other day. They said that they were tracting through this neighborhood and it was lousy with dogs (Remember they are possessed by the devil). They had been at it for a few hours without any luck. Nobody wanted to let them in and a lot of doors there were big mean dogs guarding the yard and they didn't really dare go up and knock.

Krandle (who had been out about 18 months) told us that a few months ago he had gotten sick of dogs coming after them and not having anything to protect himself with so when he was at the swap meet on a P-day he bought an electric shock taser. He pulled it out and showed us. It was one of those that had the prongs and you could see the electricity arcing from one to the other. "8,000 volts" He said proudly.

Well I guess he and his comp were just about to finish when they knocked on this last door and the lady let them in. Of course she had one of those anoying little ankle biters and the whole time that they were talking it just kept grawling at them. Well there was a point where the lady asked if they wanted a drink and they said yes so she went to get it. While she was gone that little rat started barking and knipping at Krandles pant leg, it finally got a hold of it and started thrashing back and forth. Everytime Krandle would try to brush it off it would bit his hand. He finally had enough and pulled out his zapper and layed a shock on this dogs head. He must have left it there just a little too long because the dog couldn't even move or make a sound it just sat there twitching! He pulled it off to see the dog fall in a heap on the floor! He didn't know what to do, he freaking killed the dog and the lady was coming back. He hurried and kicked it behind the couch just as the lady brought in the drinks.

They hurried and finished their drinks and the discussion and got out of there.

I couldn't believe that he did that and didn't even tell the lady. But I guess it would be pretty hard to say "Have you enjoyed this message that we have presented to you? And Oh by the way I killed your dog!"

After letting all of that sink in, he finally told us that they had gone back a day or two later to appologize to the lady and saw the dog in the yard playing. Once it saw him it put it's tale between it's legs and made a beeline to the backyard.

I guess he had just stunned it. Hesaid that he would just stick to larger dogs from now on!

Dogs are posessed by the DEVIL!!

Dear Journal,

I am beginning to wonder if the Church has opted to save money on name badges by constructing them out of Cat Urine and Meat Droppings!

I never had any problem whatsoever with any Dogs back home, in fact we always had a Dog at our house and I loved them. But the minute that I put on this badge all bets are off with any Dog.

Like today Hacks and I were riding our bikes to an appointment we had and we were busy looking for the address, when this BIG German shepard came running at us at a full sprint! We both saw him coming and started trying to pedal away as fast as we could go.

Now I am still learning all the in's and out's of my new bike and with that being said I was in a Higher gear so that I could get speed when I was already going at a good pace, the problem with that is that you really have a hard time getting going from a slow speed. It felt like there were sand bags tied to both my ankles and before I knew it that dog was right by my back tire!

I finally got away and the Dog went back home. Hacks and I stopped to catch our breath on the next street over. He told me "that was awesome, lets go do it again!" I told him he was nuts but a little part inside of me is an adrenaline junkie so I said "what the heck lets go" We decided that we should arm ourselves and so we each grabbed a stick from the ground and headed back.

I don't think the owners were too impressed when we came down their streets with big sticks in our hands looking for their dog.

I guess that won't be someone that is ready for our message for a little while.

So like I was saying Dogs are possessed by the Devil!