People like that are never afraid or they would never do what they do. Even if they try to get away—and maybe they will—I know what I'd do, but it’s because it’s what I do—what I did. I’m gonna find them. If all we're doing is waiting for the inevitable, then I guess what we should really be doing is choosing the best time and way to die.If I can make them sorry, before they kill me, that is good. Then I can do what I have to do for him, because I can't take the time now, but I hope I get to. I'm alive right now—I can't bring him back—so why take chances?Because that dog took chances all the time for me - ALL THE TIME - I can't take the chance of any of them being around anyway. I’m going to kill every last one of them—twice.It's getting dark—I see the smoke of their camp. They are in the ravine just about a hundred yards from where they jumped me. They may move on if I wait until morning.they may try to run away I can’t give him back to God like this. I can’t do anything right!
