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Boy, it was quiet. "Too quiet," she thought as she headed out into the darkness.
The strong spotlight faded quickly as she made her way out back, leaving her
Inside the house, the dogs paced nervously from window to door, the hair prickled
Fear of coyotes made her keep the dogs in at night, though she'd feel safer if they
"No coyotes tonight," she thought to herself. "Too quiet."
As she moved farther from the house and deeper into the darkness, the dogs grew
"Here chick-chick" she cooed softly, aware of the beads of sweat forming between
She shuddered. With all the heat she felt very cold. She shook again, as much from
Now, all the dogs were growling steadily and staring out the windows
She felt watched and she froze.
"Dear Lord," she said aloud. "Dear Lord."
The fat hens appeared in the beam of the flashlight and made their way right to her.
Inside the house the dogs settled down, except the big one. He waited patiently for
"Hi Herc," she said, as she crossed the threshold to the sight of the happily wagging
"Glad to see me?" she asked.
The big dog just stared out into the darkness as she shut and locked the door.
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