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Once,when i was younger,i was employed by a local paper company as a timber cruiser,now timber cruisers are individualistic type of people,they like to "go it alone" sort of.Well one cloudy day i hadn't a lot to do,seeing as how it was raining and all,so i was riding around sort of looking at timber(from inside my dry pickup truck of course)when i spied this old empty farm house sitting back off the road,being the curios type,i decided to pay it a visit to see if the former occupants might possibly have left any old cocacola bottles laying around(i was an avid bottle collector back then)upon entering the front door,my attention was drawn to the old fireplace and i could just imagine old folks backed up to it on a cold wintry day, warming thier backsides after going out to milk the cows or feed the pigs.After reminiscing a bit on the old days,i poked around in the ditrius that have a habit of collecting in old houses,and then i turned my attention to an empty room,i could immediatly see that there wasn't a thing in there so i forced the door closed.It was then that i heard a little sneaky rustling,like some one was sneaking up behind me,i quickly turned to see a dark form scuttling across the floor toward me!BEAR! was my first thought,then RABID DOG!for it was growling and making the most ferocious sound that i had ever heard and it was definitly NOT friendly!Now friends,i am not the cowardly type,but i sware that my hair stood stright up on my head,i backed up against the afore mentioned door,but i had closed it! there was no where to run nor hide!and it seemed as huge as a charging buffalo.I would have screamed like a frightened girl if i could have gotten my toung unstuck from the roof of my mouth,and i would have hit it if my arms weren't frozen with fright,but i was paralyzed with the all pervasive fear of the unknown,like a deer that is surprized by a cars headlights.I guess i would have died of pure unadultered fright right there if this huge black monster had not have given me a final unapproving croak and flew out the half opened window,and it was then, and only then, that i saw that what had frightened me so was nothing more than a buzzard that had made her nest in the old fireplace of the empty house.
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