I found out one night
around 11 pm. I went up to the barn for
a final check on the horses. As I was
walking across the back yard, I heard what sounded like screaming in the distance. I assumed it was teenagers on a Friday night
engaged in revelry. As I got close to
the barn, the screaming was just feet away.
To say I was terrified was
an understatement! Since I had already
fed the horses for the night, they were on their own. I turned and did a Usain Bolt straight back
to the house. Once inside, I slammed and
locked the door in order to keep out whatever primeval beast was near the
barn.
When my heart finally
stopped pounding wildly and brain function returned, I thought of all the
possibilities. Hyena, no. Cheetah, probably not. Then something from the deep recesses of my brain
said, FOX! I googled “sound a fox makes”
and sure enough, there was a recording of exactly what the fox says.
Listen to this video for a
minute and you’ll know why I broke the world speed record getting back to the
house.
For the next few nights,
I yelled loudly as I approached the barn, “OKAY
ALL YOU FOXES! I’M HEADING TO THE BARN
NOW. GO SCARE SOME OTHER UNSUSPECTNG PERSON!!”
My extremely vocal
visitor has not returned at night, thankfully.
If the fox does come back, I’m going to have to start training to stay in
shape for those sprints back to the house!
