a gunslinger of old is a bit worried

after years of being a hired gun and having shot and killed too many people to remember he's hung up his guns, moved towns, got religion and is aiming to live out his last years as quietly as possible

but he hears tell that someone new is in town, asking about him, wanting to know where he lives.....

he gets a bad feeling and decides to head out of town for a bit

he needs supplies, so he takes his horse into town really early and figures he'll be out again before anyones even out of bed

with sack tied around the horses feet he leads it to the general store just after dawn, the street is empty with just a limping stray dog sniffing trash

he ties up the horse, wakes up the owner of the general store and gets his supplies

before going out he checks the street, still no one up, just that damn dog sitting by his horse now, licking it's injury foot and staring at him

his arms loaded he carries the supplies over the horse, but the dog jumps up, gets a good solid bite of his groin and starts shaking it's head furiously

screaming in pain he drops the boxes and falls to the ground

quick as a flash the dog jumps for his throat and he just stops it's lunge by grabbing the hair around it's neck

but it's a big dog, lookin' real mean and his fingers are slipping, he realizes he's going to die

in god's name he says, he screams, why, what have i ever done to you

the dog furiously snarling and staining to get to his throat says

cause you da guy

that shot my paw