How to sell a nuisance

With rhythmic movements she wiped the dust from pristine gloves and picked herself up of the ground staring down her nose at that stubborn old brute of a mule. She straightened sharply ad pulled herself in close to the animals face. With pure hate flickering in her glazed eyes, she grabbed the mule by the ear and mane and delivered a discerning message “That’s the last time you ever kick me, glue factory’s gonna be a new home for you.” She screamed. The mule bucked and protested until she released the grip she had on it. That was it, She ran up past the barn and inside the farmhouse slamming the fly screen door behind her letting it reverb and shake its way back open.” I’m making the call now” she bellowed out the kitchen window.
Shortly after the meatworks truck rounded the bend. Two portly men dragged themselves from the cab and started to load the mule into the back. He kicked and complained and badly damaged a fence and the truck.
The old lady Stood leaning on the balcony railing waving a white handkerchief in a very sarcastic goodbye. Good ridence she uttered as with rhythmic movements she wiped the dust from pristine gloves.