Frosty Night with No Moon


The horses were spooky tonight. The old mare neighed to me and sounded frantic when I came out to put them in the barn. The grass was crunchy with frost, the night clear but moonless. I heard the pack in full cry – yapping in the next field. They sounded so close I went outside to see if they had gotten through the fence. As I shined the flashlight – they fell silent. The sudden silence was creepy – I walked back to the house with the hair on the back of my neck standing straight up. They were watching me.

Instinct is a funny thing.

I’m glad the barn is locked down tight.

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