Serendipity Records
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Is it really that bad? How about moving? Do you own a gun?The really, really nice deputy left. I have to wind down a little bit before finally hitting the sack. Sit on the porch, probably write some tl;dr for you guys. Heh. Shortly after he left the dogs start raising hell. I mean raising hell, the kind of bark where there's something back there. I debate, do I call the guy right back out here, will the dogs have calmed down by the time he gets here. I have to be very careful, I can't let this thing turn back on me, false reporting, harassment, whatever. I'm tired, tired of dealing with it for the evening and decide tomorrow is another day. Now with all this going on I have had some concern about, I don't know, retaliation, targeting(no pun intended). I had recently done my first round of gathering leaves and burning in the immediate yard proper, but there are still lots of leaves towards the outer reaches, and somewhat close in some areas. A few nights earlier than the night in question sitting on the porch I heard something out there, the leaves. Could be deer, could be. But it sounded bipedal, two legs, a person maybe. You live out in the country, you can't be scared, I went and investigated, in the dark. Saw nothing. I wasn't sure if I should, wouldn't want to worry her, but I told the wife. We both laughed at my silliness, spooked by a deer. Back to the night in question, those dogs are raising hell, like there's something back there. They're almost bored with the deer, so most likely not deer. I start to hear those leaves again, but quite a bit from the direction of a clump of trees. Sort of side yard beginning of field behind house. Thinking back to me and the wife I kind of chuckle to myself, get spooked by deer. Deputy just left, dogs are raising hell, I'm going to at least get a recording. There's a trail cam sitting on the railing of my side deck, motion activated, all I have to do is go back there and wave a hand to begin recording. I step off the porch and head that way. I didn't get far, over by the shed a clump of trees, lots of leaf noise. Stops me dead in my tracks. Could be a bear? My wife's car is kind of between me and the noise. All of a sudden, WHOOF! I mean deep bark, not a hunting dog. Dark over there. The hair stood up on the back of my neck, fight or flight type thing. But something struck me funny, even in that moment. It sounded fake, sort of. Maybe. Maybe this whole thing, paranoia whether warranted or not, it sounded 50/50 chance either it was in fact a dog, or someone imitating a dog. Intimidate me back onto the porch to not investigate. The wife and I had a good laugh the next day. Yeah.
It all happened on a Tuesday. Called to have the deputy back out to hear the bark fest on Thursday, not on duty. Cold weather set in, dogs have calmed some, leaves off the tree line less echo. Probably trying not to freeze to death back there. Takes sheriff's office an hour to get out here, it's very unpredictable. The stars aren't lining up very well for me. Court date Jan 29, prudent that I prepare myself to be disappointed. Success, what then?
Win or lose, if I catch a bullet at some point, it's been nice knowing you guys.
Just a side comment -- what's up with this? More than a coincidence, though I would not have thought HR would be involved in data tracking data like this: