Paper boy attacked by Chihuahuas

Okay, y'all, I did feel kinda bad bout getting yelled at for the story in my last post about being attacked by a pack of wild, flesh-eating Chihuahuas...uh well, it wasn't the attack why most folks fussed at me, it was kicking that danged momma dog which got some little old ladies bent all out of shape. Heck, evidently some of our senior citizens don't think Chihuahuas attack. Well, they do and if I'm lyin' I dying...I've got teeth prints on my ankle to prove it. I'll swear on a stack of Bibles a mile high that I had to kick one of them dogs just to keep from being eaten up. Uh, huh, and it did let out a howl, like you hear went you step on a cat's tail, and then it kinda whined and made a little gurgling sound as it staggered toward me. Shoot, that dog was seeing blood and it was my blood! Naw, I really ain't a-scared of a Chihuahua, but six! Heck, they circled me and when I faced one way, the ones in back of me would nip me. You know something? I felt like one of the African deer-like animals that was surrounded by a pack of hyenas. Heck, I got to thinking, "What if I fall down jumping around with this paper-bag hanging around my neck?" Would them dogs pounce on me like them African hyenas do? Would the headlines in tomorrow's paper say, Paperboy Killed by a Pack of Chihuahuas. I may get killed someday delivering papers, but by Chihuahuas? Naw, my little brother would never live it down if his brother was killed by Chihuahuas. Well, that's why I went to kicking and swatting them dogs with a rolled up paper. And now I get a comment from some lady that her sweet little Chihuahua wouldn't hurt a flea. Maybe them California Chihuahuas is soft and cuddly, but Arkansas Chihuahuas is a whole 'nother thing. Believe it or not, Norphlet, Arkansas has got a pack of flesh-eating Chihuahuas and that the truth, y'all, so don't send me any more comments about how sweet your retarded Chihuahua is and tell me I should be arrested and whipped with an ax handle. I ain't lyin' y'all.