Cyn and Perchie, nice to see you both but bummer on the health news.
I just went outside to do morning chores. I did the ducks first, and then when I came out of the goat haus (right next door) I heard, clear as day, a man off in the woods behind the duck house say "hello."
Now, mind you, it's 4 am, cold and dark, and I live in the middle of nowhere.
The ducks all freaked out too, and looked back behind their house, off into the woods.
There should not be a man in my woods. I cannot see him and I hear nothing else.
I realize my "guard dog" is still snoring away on the couch, so I hightail it back to the kitchen door (as much as I can on thick ice) and wake her butt up and make her go outside. She doesn't notice anything abnormal, goes about her business. I hear or see nothing else and finish the chores up.
Still mildly panicking I realize I'm wearing a pair of stretchy pants with sewing machines, buttons and pincushions on them as well as a shirt with a very, very inappropriate design on it.
This is not the outfit that I want to go missing in. I mean I don't want to go missing, ever, but this is definitely not the outfit I want splashed on the news.
I basically penguin run back to the garage, lock the door, then come upstairs and get the dog, who still hasn't noticed anything out of the ordinary.
Now she's on the couch (because she is lazy) and very lowly growling while looking out towards the front of the house. But, she does that a lot (and if the snowplow goes by it's all out panic).
I'm really not even sure there was someone/something out there, but I'm wide awake, now.