Larry Souter

The bus would pick me up for school in eighth grade, and it would be there.

No one would say anything, though.

There was also a picture we interpreted to be of a dog doing an obscene act with a woman.

With the weed killer, yes.

It was good enough that neighbors knew what it was.

Yes.

Yes.

I don't know that I would go so far to say they sided with him, but more the feeling that you've stirred up something in the neighborhood that we didn't want stirred up, that we set him off somehow, and that it was our fault.

Yeah.

This was a very emotional thing for me.

We didn't tell Julia about it until, I guess, this past year.

Not all the details.

I was an animal lover as a kid.

She was.

I always took home the cat on the side of the road.

And I had a little black cat named Phoenix.

And he killed it.

One day we found Phoenix beside the fence, but just pushed through the bottom of the fence on our property.

And if you looked across his driveway at the end of his house, there was a big metal baseball bat leaning against the house.

Well, by that time we had attorneys, and they said, take the cat and have it autopsied.