Always beats walking up on some feral dogs
I was working alone in wooded pasture one time, and the sun was setting. I found a bunch of cow bones and skulls…and calf skulls. Anyway, I hear barking in the background and it’s getting closer. and closer. It dawns on me that someone is hunting with dogs, so I grab my shovel just in case I have to play dog-bat. few minutes roll by and here comes the most harried looking coyote I’ve ever seen. he stops, looks at me. I look at him, and he books it another direction.
Never did encounter the dogs (thankfully) but that’s top of my list for creepy field stories.
Lol. I did something like that once, but I was under a bridge over a creek and there were deer bones all over the place. Then puppies! It hadn’t all clicked together yet, so I let my bleeding heart take over and scooped those little guys up with the intent to take em to a shelter. They started squalling and then everyone else showed up, five total and man, they were pissed. Haggard as fuck, skinny as a rail, but angry. I put the pups down and start backing out of their den, but they’re doing little false charges and getting closer and braver and I wasn’t getting out of that creek bed without having to turn my back and do some climbing. So I picked up a rock and lucky-beamed one guy right in the head so solid I thought I killed him when he fell, but he kept crying and took off. The others kinda paused, so I went all caveman, screaming like a lunatic, kicking rocks at em, then I charged at them. They scattered, I got the absolute fuck outta there, stopped at the first gas station I came across and smoked like, five cigarettes
Lmao! That’s a good story. Bush brain is a real thing - you’re so used to not seeing anything other than your work, you forget other things exist. When something challenges it you either stare blankley, resort to a more naieve world view, or wildly over react (in my experience).
Poor dog that got beamed :( glad you didn’t get ganked.
He’s gonna eat my fuckin dog, man
