Grandpa and the Rat
One time when my father was just a wee lad he went into his house and got his father’s rifle. He started out the door and my Grandmother Ruby intercepted him. My father told her that Grandpa had sent him to get the rifle. She told him that his father would not do such a thing. My father kept trying to convince her that Grandpa did indeed want the rifle.As it turns out my grandfather was being attacked by a huge rat in the barn. He had yelled for my father to bring him the gun quickly. He managed to escape and was very upset with Grandma for not allowing my father to bring him the rifle. How was she to know?
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