We were minding our own, looking for mushrooms when I felt the earth move and heard the thunder of footsteps, but they were too heavy and loud to be HUMAN footsteps. What could they be? I was sure Bigfoot was alive and was right there in our woods ready to eat us. That would explain all the mysterious chicken/geese abductions we've had over the years. I shushed the boys and told them to listen as something was coming. I picked up a big rock that I was going to take down Bigfoot with (if you've ever seen me throw you'd know Bigfoot had nothing to worry about.) The noise kept getting closer as we waited with bated breaths, not daring to breathe so maybe we could go unnoticed by whatever beast was roaming the woods. A cool breeze whispered through the trees, sending shivers down our spine as we listened...and waited....
And THEN...
THIS, popped through the trees.....
You'd scream too.
And then the 4 of us, a mom, her boys, and their bovine brother trotted happily through the woods, not finding a single mushroom. I think Bigfoot beat us to them.
The end. :)
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