The back yard neighbor, Mrs. Hatten, had three nasty mangey toy terriers that barked 23 out of each 24-hour day. She had never had children so these dogs were literally her babies and could do no wrong. The Jones family had 3 children and Father Jones had instructed them to not disturb Mrs. Hatten, after all she had already called the police 3 times for loud noise caused by the children playing in their own back yard. So the kids would play silently in compliance with their father’s instructions.
One day Mr. Jones brought home a schnauzer puppy. He was assured by the pet shop that this breed was, “Quiet” and didn’t bark much. The kids were delighted. They bathed the wiry-haired pup, dressed it and kept it inside most of the time. As it grew it was able to cope with the back yard and its abode moved there. When the pup was outside it would bark in response to the nasty Hatten triplets and Mrs. Hatten would scream for the puppy to shut up. After the fifth police visit, Mrs. Hatten was told by the policeman that he would arrest her if she called again, because the problem was her dogs, not the Jones puppy.
This infuriated Mrs. Hatten who told the officer, “If you can’t take care of this, I’ll handle it in my own way!”
The Jones’ puppy was trained to eat Purina dry dog food and was quite fond of it. The secret of canine longevity was practiced by the Jones who learned the secrets from Mrs. Jones’ veterinarian brother, Bob.
The nasty triplets had dug under the wall and had a secret passage way to the Jones’ backyard. They would come there in the late night and deposit their feces with impunity. The schnauzer puppy was no match for the terrier bullies and the Jones kids just kept cleaning up the dog poop without complaint.
One day while feeding her “babies” their regular raw hamburger, she heard the schnauzer puppy let out a bark. She didn’t hear her own demons howling. Then she remembered something she heard. If you put ground glass is raw hamburger, a dog will eat it and die a painful death. Yes, she would do it.
She went into her garage and broke a soda bottle in a sock. Then she gently hammered the bottle in the sock into a deadly gritty power. She took some hamburger and mixed in the glass shards and with murder in her heart she waited until midnight. Then she crept into her backyard and tossed the glassburger into the Jones’ backyard and ran back into her house.
The schnauzer puppy ran up to the tossed visitor and smelled it and kinda liked the smell but hesitated chomping into it. Then like a raid of Turkish assassins Mrs. Hatten’s unholy trio blitzed through their secret tunnel and pounced on the meat, fighting and tearing, each getting a fair share of the delicious, deadly prize.
The next day all three dogs were found dead in Mrs. Hatten’s backyard. She filed charges against the Jones family for poisoning her dogs but was herself arrested for making a false police report when science proved that Mrs. Hatten’s own glassburger had claimed their lives.
Comeuppance
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