There Is Something Breathing Outside

I wouldn't say that I am afraid of the dark.  Instead I would say I am not a fan of being outside in the dark. 

When I have to take Dixie out at night, I stay in the areas that are lit.  I used to go into the unlight areas, until Matt told me he saw a coyote in the backyard.  Granted the coyote sighting was during the day.  But I refuse to be the first human attacked by a coyote on a residential street with her german shepherd/beagle mix present and on a leash.  And apparently my inner-child believes that if I stay in the light, nothing can get me.

Maybe I am afraid of the dark. 

I took Dixie out last night and I heard something breathing, and it was not Dixie or myself.  Dixie heard it too.  Or at least I am pretty sure she did.  So I did what anyone else would do, I hauled ass inside to tell my husband. 

Me:  "Something is breathing outside."
Matt:  "What?"  (confused look on his face)
Me:  "I was outside with Dixie and I heard something breathing.  It wasn't me and it wasn't Dixie.  It was definitely something else."
Matt:  "Where was it?"
Me:  "Outside.  And its breathing."

So Matt went outside to investigate the situation I had so thoroughly described.  For a long time.  So I went to the front door to investigate Matt who was investigating the something that was breathing outside.  I didn't go outside because, well, it was dark out there.

Dixie and I are at the front door waiting for Matt to come back.  Matt didn't come back, but some lunatic who jumped out from the shadows to scare the living crap out of me did.  It was the kind of scare that makes your heart hurt from the fright.  And I'm pretty sure it skipped a beat or two.  Matt, of course, thought it was hysterical.

As a result of this experience, I will no longer be reporting back to Matt that "something is breathing outside" or going outside, or near the front door when its dark ever again.  There are coyotes and lunatics out there.

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