Wolf Clan Man -Submitted by RoadSong at 2012-05-25 03:24:15 EDT
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Late in the afternoon I would gather the baby chickens into a small box with a perch and straw bedding.I would put them on the porch to discourage predators that might come slinking to dine on them in the night.The last thing I would do before I went to bed was to tuck covers around both children in their bunk beds, and cover the box of chicks on the porch with a blanket.
Hearing the box being ripped apart late that night, I opened my eyes and grabbed the broom and raced to the door, expecting to see the neighbors dog on the porch trying to get at the little chicks.It WAS a big dog, head down. Looking down on it's shoulders it looked huge.I started to open the glass storm door to chase it off when it started to rise up to greet me. Shoulders came up, legs straighten, only hind legs. I was standing on the floor, he was two steps down on the porch. He rose and looked down into my eyes with a chicken hanging out of both sides of his mouth. Big yellow eyes mocking - "yea well what you goin to do bout me?"
I stopped breathing buddy you are canine, except for your eyes. You are a sentinent being. There is just thin glass between us. I dropped the broom and shut the door and locked it in one instinctive motion. Back pressed against the door heart pounding oh my god I am the next prey. Listening to see what you were gonna do.You took both chickens and left.
The next morning the girls asked "Where are the chicks?". I told them a big scary lookin dog thing came for them in the night. They shrugged and asked if they could have more chickens. I shook my head no-we don't wanna lure that creature back here again.Standing with the girls inside the storm door where it was warm, we waited for the bus. I hustled them off to school. I stopped the neighbor as his trucked passed on his way to work, and greeted him with a query as to what the fuk was the deal.
Something came up on the porch last night and ate our pet chickens, you have any idea what it might be? Shifty eyed "no" was the reply, along with "Maybe a stray dog".Uh no well, I saw it thru the storm door and it was as big as a man and it stood up on it's hind legs and was taller than me. I am so freaked out, what if it comes back again? A locked door ain't gonna keep it out of the cabin if it decides to come in. Big critter with smart eyes, not like any dog I have ever seen.
"Could be one of them coy-dogs".Coy-dogs? "Yes, a big domestic dog X coyote hybrid, they get pretty big sometimes" Do they STAND ON TWO LEGS?? "Well....I don't....guess they do."
So what else could it be then? "Oh, look at the time, I gotta go now". This is about the same conversation I had with other people in the area. One lady did tell me she had seen him twice long ago, but she did not know what it was and never told anyone she had seen it.
There you have it.
There is a big predator that comes right up on my porch and looks at me with smoldering, mocking, SEXY eyes. He has the attitude and body language that tells me he can and will do anything he wants, and when he looks at me, it is me he wants to do...
Tweeter the terrier and I stay at this cabin alone, and if I hear things outside in the night, I stay under the covers, pistol in hand. I have found the pistol to be useless. When he shows up, his gaze is compelling and I am unable to look away. He does not want to harm me.
Fact is, he is attracted to me. He is courting me in his wolfish way. I hope he does not show up some late night, present me with a freshly killed squirrel, and expect me to dine with him.
He is coming back and I am all out of chickens.
Robert Mirabal-Skinwalkers Moon
When first posted this, it did indeed have a link to Warren on Youtube. The link was no longer valid a year later. Being a stoned midnight slacker poster, I shrugged and published post with no tune. Could not easily find my fave version of the song last night. Just went back in with the noon day light.
I miss Warren
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