A long time ago I sold a Ruger Single Six to our department secretary.
Years later, I had occasion to call the company and I'll be darned if she didn't answer. So we had a fun few minutes catching up on old times.
Then she said, "Remember that gun you sold me? I used it to dispatch the neighbor's dog the other day. And as far as anyone knows, it still belongs to you." (giggle giggle)
Turns out the dog was on his third trip through her chicken coop, and that she had warned the owner after the two previous incidents. Third time, bang. The dog owner called the police and threatened to sue. The police told the ownersthat they didn't quite understand the situation. They owed my friend for chickens, and the loose dog was automatically their problem, not hers anymore.
For some reason, I've always enjoyed recalling that conversation.
