I believe to fully understand Murphy’s Law; you must hear a good story explaining it all. Murphy’s Law is "if anything can go wrong, it will." Most people do not believe in Murphy’s Law at all. They just think it’s all a coincidence. The story I am about to explain to you is an interesting one. For one character it is “Murphy’s Law” but for the other it is a story of survival and the will to survive.
My little brother, Anthony, lives in Daytona Beach with my mother, step dad, and 2 dogs; Doodles and Cornbread. It was originally one dog until my older brother Daniel and his fiancé (Wife now) decided they could not take care of their dog Cornbread anymore. Now to give you a little bit more background on the dog situation, my grandmother and mother both got 2 dogs from the same breeder. My grandmother has one and my mother got the other, Doodles. About once a month my grandmother would come pick up Doodles for a “sleep over” at her house with his brother Dobie. These are 2 VERY spoiled dogs.
One weekend while my older brother Daniel was visiting with his fiancé, they explained to my mother how they had no time to train or take care of their dog. My mother being the animal loving person she is opted to take Cornbread for 2 weeks and try to train her. After about 1 week Daniel stated they did not want Cornbread back. Of course my mother said something to the effect of “No worries, we love her here”
Now, my mother was the only person who loved cornbread being there. She was a not a well behaved dog. She was not house broken, and very skittish. My mother felt like this was a project for her since she had been watching Caesar the dog trainer on TV.
Not long after Cornbread being a new fixture in the house, Anthony noticed Doodles was staying over at our grandmothers longer and longer. One week was turning into months. Anthony, being fed up with the new dog, and the fear his dog doodles would stay gone forever, finally decided to do something about it.
One day, while everyone was gone, Anthony decided that if Cornbread “ran away”, then mom would miss having a dog around and bring Doodles back home. This seemed very logical to him at the time. Anthony called one of his friends up and they decided to go out to lunch. This was the perfect time for him to act on his plan of “operation runaway dog”. Anthony and his friend loaded themselves and Cornbread into the car. Cornbread having no clue what lie ahead. She was just excited to be going for a ride.
Anthony and his friend dropped Cornbread off in a neighborhood just over the bridge to the beachside. Anthony had planned to drive to a farther neighborhood but feared she might use the restroom in his friend’s car. They then took off leaving her all alone as they went to lunch.
Later that afternoon my mom had returned home from work and noticed right away Cornbread was gone. After searching the house everywhere, she asked Anthony if he had seen her. Anthony replied that he had let her outside to use the restroom earlier and forgot to let her back in. Mom sensed right away this was not a correct answer. Anthony, who has cerebral palsy, had never before gotten his crutches just to let any dog outside let alone Cornbread who he did not like.
A few days go by and my mother is very upset. Calling all over and making flyers. At some point she calls the humane society to see if Cornbread was there. She was not at the facility but the lady who answered the phone recalled hearing description of the dog. The worker found out there was a couple who found a dog and was looking for its owner. It turns out that a family, who lives in the neighborhood where Cornbread was left had found her. They happened to be driving down the road when they noticed her running back and forth dodging traffic.
The couple that picked Cornbread up decided to take her home and try to locate her owner. Once home with Cornbread, she was introduced to the couples 2 pet Rottweilers. After about a day of being with the other dogs, there was a disaster. One of the Dogs had attacked Cornbread and she was off to the animal hospital. Puncture wounds down her back from the larger dog’s powerful bite.
When my mother called to confirm the couple had found her dog she heard the story of Cornbreads last few days. My mother was not only distraught, but also could not afford the $2500 vet bill for Cornbreads injuries. Usually the owners would pay, but how do you ask them when they are the reason she was saved from being hit by cars.
Cornbread is now back at my mothers and healing well. The vet bill paid, even though money was tight. Now most of you may see this story as an example of Cornbreads survival, but I see it as Murphy’s Law of “what can go wrong will” for my brother. He thought all he had to do was drop her off and his problem would be over. Well, Murphy stepped in and showed him otherwise. Not only did he not get rid of the dog but he has to help pay back the vet bill, Cornbread is babied even more now due to her injuries, my family is mad at him for his decision and Doodles is still over at my grandmother’s house.
Ok so… I don’t know if anyone out there has been keeping up with the Dragon skin v.s. Interceptor ballistic vest issues or not so let me catch you up before I go into my rant today… Some years back a company produced a new body armor technology called dragon skin. It is small disk interlaced like scales which in theory and their testing provided superior protection against many different rounds. 
