I have known my husband Mack and my 26 year old son Melvin were rednecks for years and there are various reasons why. I'm sure I will share some of their adventures in future posts. But this one involves an incident that happened out here about six weeks ago.
It was quiet Sunday morning here on the farm. Mack was doing chores and Melvin was outside walking his pitbull. Melvin lives here with us at the moment in an apartment my parent's used to live in. Melvin comes into the house and says, I don't know whats going on, but three cop cars just came screamin' down the road and stopped at the crossroad. Well it had rained the day before so I told him they were probably just after some mudders. (Mudders are idiots who drive around in 4X4 vehichles and ruin the roads out here after it rains.) I am not a fan of mudders since I have to drive on these roads and don't appreciate the ruts and messes they make, they also get stuck sometimes and come up to the farm and want us to pull them out.....No, I will not. (I am not a nice person sometimes.)
So Melvin took his two kids into town to so they could go to church with their Mom. On the way he saw many more cops and got stopped on the way back by one who wanted to know what he was doing out here. Was he looking to pick somebody up? "Nope" he says, "I got no part in this." (He's so well educated.) Well Melvin gets home and tells us that the cops are all around our place for a mile and they are on a MANHUNT. Now Mack and Melvin are all excited, there's a criminal around here somewhere! They don't know what he did, they don't know if he's armed or dangerous, but they want to help look for him! I of course tell them that the canine units and the cops have got it under control and maybe we all just better stay in the house. But Mack and Melvin can't do that....so they get out the binoculars and head out to the end of the driveway to start looking around. The kids all go with them and start riding their bikes around the drive. I haul the two farm massive farm dogs in the house so they don't get shot.
The kids didn't know what was going on, but they were excited about a bad guy and kept running in and out of the house to give me updates. They also let the biggest of the two farm dogs out and I had to keep going out to get him. On one trip outside to bring Zuess (the dog) back in I mentioned to Mack and Melvin that they didn't know what this guy did, or if he was armed or dangerous or both and I really didn't like having the kids running around....I also mentioned that as the good rednecks they are they have a houseful of guns and maybe they should at least have one in the bed of the pick up in case the guy came towards the house. I was ignored on all accounts. NORMAL people would have been inside where it was safe but not my rednecks!
Then just as the caught the guy right across the road in the trees (he had litterally climbed one and was trying to hide in it) the kids let Zuess out again. He of course heard all the commotion with cops yelling "On the ground, keep your hands where I can see them, etc., etc." So Zuess decided they might need a little help....Unfortunately, just like most of the dogs and children in the house they pay no attention to my husband Mack when he says "NO" so I had to go chasing after the dog before he got shot. When Zuess saw me he was more concerned with keeping himself between me and whatever was over there so I was able to walk a parallel path till I found an opening to grab him. As I was walking I turn around and there is my little half tail orange cat walking behind me, like "I got your back Mom!" I got the dog and started dragging him back home with the cops now moving towards me to keep ME back and the cat leading the way home. I yelled to the cops I was just fetching the dog so they let me go.
A while later the cops came by in one of their pick ups with some scraggly looking guy in the back of the truck. The cops waved to Mack and Melvin and got a big "thumbs up" from the boys. They stopped by later to tell us this guy had led them on a high speed chase starting on the interstate, he had exited and tried to lose them on the dirt roads, but he chose the wrong road and got stuck so he bailed and took off running. When they found the car they found out he had just committed two burglaries of businesses in a near by town, because they found the stuff in his car. Mack and Melvin congratulated them on a job well done and Zuess climbed in the cops window to get petted, yep, we're a pretty viscious bunch out here!
So much for my quiet life in the country! Last year we had a murder at the old grain elevator we can see from our backyard, a burglary at a place a half mile up the road a few months ago, and now a manhunt! Whats next?
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