country life chapter $NUMBER

I got woken up in the middle of the night by the songdogs somewhere down the valley.

It's not uncommon to hear them out here, and the moon was big and bright last night so I'm sure they were out hunting... but they don't usually wake me up in the winter, with the closed windows and such. Must've been very close.

There's something about those yips and howls that really makes the hair on my neck stand up, too.



Dixie perked right up while I dug around trying to find this...