Things that go yelp in the night
Last night I was sitting on the couch watching the film Up In The Air, when something very down to Earth hit me. In a way, I am glad I wasn't watching An American Werewolf in London. If I had been I might have shit myself. There is a scene at the beginning when two friends are walking across the moors on a foggy night somewhere in the English countryside. There is a howl, then a growl and well, you can imagine what comes next. The movie was playing and I found myself completely enraptured by George Clooney's characterization of a solitary man living a solitary life when I heard this sound like a creature being eaten alive. It was one of the most horrific noises I have ever heard. The screech was bone chilling as it called out through the night. I looked around and remembered my Corgi mutt Hillary was outside. I had this image of her being torn limb for limb and I stood with terror in my heart as I looked out into the dark abyss. There is a forest behind my house,