This happened in October and is a hunting story and it's not.
I was camping in Mid Michigan with "Da Dog" (an extremely spoiled VDD named Heidi") at what we call "birdcamp". The area is along the Muskegon and the 1st two nights there were locals camped there. On my third night, Da Dog and I were alone. Because it was already getting cold at night, we had the furnace running. As things usually go, we ran out of propane sometime during the night and I was noticing it about 4 a.m. I get up, grab a light, ask Da Dog if she wants to go out. As habit, I always sweep the immediate area around the door before I step out. I'm holding the door, waiting for Da Dog. She gets down only the first step and starts growling. She comes down the rest of the way, her head turned like she's looking at something, then returns to the camper to stand there looking at me.
Dummy me. I stand there, still holding the door outside, and shine my light around asking Da Dog "Are you sure you smelled something?? I don't see any eyes!"
After a second glance at her, still starring at me from the doorway, I decided I better listen to her and forget switching the tanks over. In all our years of hunting her, this is the only time she had ever done this and I know it wasn't coyotes/wolves because she acts differently when they are around!!
My DH thought it quite funny,
because I always talk like I'm half scared of things, (especially bears), but I was brave enough to stand out there and question Da Dog. I told him I thought I was pretty dumb. Especially since I'm always talking about Da Dog telling us what's going on if we can "listen"!
We never did find out what was outside the camper that night, but figure it was either human or bear. It was a great reminder that a dog has much better senses (or maybe sense) than we do and we have to learn to trust our 4-legged partners sometimes.
| Pounds lost: 10.0