In a similar way to the first story, this Legend focuses on an OAP who has recently lost her husband. And like that story, she too had dog companionship. However, unlike the first, she had more than one dog, in fact she had several.
Well, this story takes place during the summer holiday (early August). The woman's only son's family have gone off on holiday for a month (to Spain where the wife's family live) and asked their neighbour (their only neighbour) to look after her, in case anything should happen. This goes to plan for the first few days as the neighbour constantly checks on the old lady to see how she's coping, etc. But it doesn't last too long, and VERY quickly the neighbour stops visiting. So, the OAP is forced to do everything herself, despite her restrictive old body. A few nights later, the old woman is struggling to step out of the bath. It has a raised edge to it and she is unable to lift her legs up high enough to step over this edge. So, obviously, she struggles, slips and trips cracking her back against the floor tiles. Perhaps it was her old age, or maybe she had broken her already weak neck/spine as she fell, but she was completely paralysed and unable to move from the neck down. Her screams of pain caused the dogs to come rushing up to the bathroom door and begin scratching at it.
Well, this story takes place during the summer holiday (early August). The woman's only son's family have gone off on holiday for a month (to Spain where the wife's family live) and asked their neighbour (their only neighbour) to look after her, in case anything should happen. This goes to plan for the first few days as the neighbour constantly checks on the old lady to see how she's coping, etc. But it doesn't last too long, and VERY quickly the neighbour stops visiting. So, the OAP is forced to do everything herself, despite her restrictive old body. A few nights later, the old woman is struggling to step out of the bath. It has a raised edge to it and she is unable to lift her legs up high enough to step over this edge. So, obviously, she struggles, slips and trips cracking her back against the floor tiles. Perhaps it was her old age, or maybe she had broken her already weak neck/spine as she fell, but she was completely paralysed and unable to move from the neck down. Her screams of pain caused the dogs to come rushing up to the bathroom door and begin scratching at it.
A fortnight and a few days later, the woman's family arrived back home (they share the house with the old lady) late at night. But instead of being confronted by a happy woman, there is no sign of her, at least not downstairs. So the slightly concerned family head upstairs.
Then they see it. The bathroom door had been totally smashed in.
The father curriously steps close to the room and peers in. Immediately, he steps back and vomits over the landing's carpet. His wife, seeing her husband bursting into tears, looks into the bathroom.
Inside is her husband's mother. Dead. Bloody. The dogs, each of whom are starring at her, teeth bearing and growling loudly, stand over the woman’s unmoving body. Her face is shredded to the skull, her arms ripped off and her intestines torn out.
The dogs, trapped inside the house and unable to find food, had no other choice but to eat their owner. But did she feel it? Was she still alive whilst she was being chewed by man's best friend?
One thing's for certain, the neighbour won't be getting any party invites any time soon.
Freak.
The dogs, trapped inside the house and unable to find food, had no other choice but to eat their owner. But did she feel it? Was she still alive whilst she was being chewed by man's best friend?
One thing's for certain, the neighbour won't be getting any party invites any time soon.
Freak.
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