Last Spring

Chapter Three

I began to rub my stomach at the smell of the snake roasting over the well kept fire on the side of the barn. I sat on the log with a stick in one hand poking and turning the snake.

"This is gonna taste so good in my belly!" I say licking my lips. Turning the snake longer over the fire, it was ready to be eaten. I grab the stick with the snake on it, and began munching on the snake. Crispy and crunchy, almost like a cockroach.

After finishing my meal and licking my fingers I heard a sound coming from the barn. It sounded like my donkey was kicking it's stall. And the donkey was a lot of noise.

"Yeehaw!" I mimicked the donkey, but the I realized that maybe there was something wrong. I get up with my knife in my hand, and began walking towards the barn. I took a quick peek and before my eyes was a big, fuzzy, black bear. About two men tall! That old bear was Scaring my donkey.

I had nothing to kill the bear with... so I had to come up with something creative. How creative can a redneck like me get?

I looked around the barn. I looked at the floor, nothing but hat, however in the corner of the barn was some rope. Only if I could grab the rope without being caught and put it over that beam and pole, then I could wrap it around the bears neck.

I carefully walked over to the corner of the barn without making a sound. The bear seemed occupied at the moment, so I grabbed the rope and snuck to the area where I was gonna put the rope around. I climbed up the wooden pole and put the rope around, and tied a knot. But then I realized that I was gonna have to Lasso the bears neck and pull him to hang him.

I grabbed that rope after tying knot and threw it over the bears head perfectly. Then with all my strength, I jumped down from the pole and pulled the rope and tied it to a farther off pole. That very moment, the bear was off his feet hanging above the ground.

"Maybe tomorrow we will have bear!" I say to the bear. Luckily the bear couldn't growl because he was choking.

I went to bed right after the stink' bear Shenanigans. I went to the biggest hay pile,laid down and fell asleep immediately. No words could describe my sleep and how tired I was. That was on full day, cow tipping, losing a job, traveling, stabbing game in the woods, and hanging a bear. In my dreams I relived every moment of my day.

By morning, I blinked my eyes awake and wiped away the sand. Then i got up and looked over to see the donkey, when I remembered that I hung a bear last night.

I get up to my feet and start walking towards the stall when I ran into a heavy mass of a bear in my face. I spit out fur and flies. I poked the bear with a stick I found nearby and realized that the bear was dead.

"I can't believe I killed a bear with a rope!" I say to myself, all proud with a smile on my face. I rub my hands together and pretend I can already taste the smell of cooked bear.