It’s the middle of the night and it is so black out that I think I’ll get lost in the darkness as soon as I take a step away from the trailer. However, the old boy has to go, he just can’t make it through the night like he used to and he is quivering on all four paws waiting for me to get my shoes on.
All I can think about as I throw open the trailer door is the park ranger stopping by earlier this evening to give us a warning about the bear seen walking the road right behind us. The night is entirely silent. I scan the darkness already feeling like something is watching us. We hurry down the stairs and we are forced to move toward the edge of the forest and away from the over-sized camp mat.
Without warning an animal screeches in the night and I freeze, breath caught, and heart thundering. The dog is peeing happily and he is completely oblivious to what I am sure is our impending death by bear. Something creaks and then another animal screeches. I am sure something is watching and all the hairs on my neck are standing; it’s all I can do to keep from running like mad back to the trailer.
Suddenly the dog is in a hurry to get out of the night. I am scanning around frantically as I usher him up the metal stairs. I charge up after him after him and slam the door breathing heavily.
By Shari Marshall – 2019