During the day, I LOVE my yard! chickens, dogs, cats, trees, dirt, grass, you get the picture. But at night, I sometimes let the absolute darkness get to me. My friends and I joke about mountain lions, bigfoot, wolverines, and lions, tigers and bears, Oh my! But I rarely go running in the dark...And I will adamantly say it is for the fear of tripping, falling and blowing out my knee on the washboard dirt road!
Anyway, we came home the other night and it was dark. No biggie. I run to the backyard to close up the chickens for the night. I come around the back of the house and STOP dead in my tracks. My alert is on. All I can make out is something where there was not anything the night before. I stand there and try to get my brain to process what it could and could not be. All I could come up with is the neighbor's dog. I call his name, but it was not moving and he knows when he sees me that he should not be trying to court my girls and he moves along. I was stumped and starting to panic a little.
All I could think to do was not scream and get inside and get a flashlight. I do and by now, the whole family is all in my business "What are you doing?" "What is wrong?" and so I am kind of "busted" when we flash a light on it and this is the big, bad, boogeyman in my backyard....
Yep, it will be a long time before I live this one down....
