Unfortunately, this is quite common in the rural areas of South Carolina (and this place is NOT all that Mayberry RFD rural, either). I personally worked with a man (on Wall Street , no less!) who grew up on a South Carolina farm who almost daily regaled us with stories of the myriad farm animals he fornicated with.
His mule happened to be his favorite.
Wasn't too long ago when the Charlotte Observer (hometown paper) reported a man in SC being arrested for making the beast with two backs with his chicken (the bird, naturally, died). Being a transplanted Yankee, I was shocked by this. I was informed that it was "man-bites-dog" kinda story. Happens all the time. Almost everyone knows someone who did it at least once.
I have a several theories about this:
a) Generations of inbreeding have finally produced a semi-human creature that is so dumb that when it isn't consistently voting democrat, it's trying to mate with the dairy cattle. Add a suitcase of Bud and a stock car race, and Bessie looks damn fine, I guess.
b) They're doing far more drinking in SC than the rest of us are (btw, it was reported last week that more people die in motor vehicle accidents in SC than anywhere else, so there might be something to this).
c) All the wimmenfolk must have fled the state, hoping to find real men who are nice enough to merely beat them once a week. After a while, I guess, your neighbor's dog starts to look good when there is no alternative.
"and this place is NOT all that Mayberry RFD rural, either"
Was referring to Spartanburg, which is not too far from Charlotte. Civilization exists in Spartanburg -- they have Wal-Mart.
Only a dumb Yankee like you would believe such nonsense...
OMG, are you going to get flamed over this post!