whew...

In a walk out behind the shop this evening we encountered a digital boar. There was a lot of frozen fog in the air around us and the boar appeared to sort of 'short out' and flicker, so to speak. At least until it chased us into the shop. We ran for the too steep stairs; climbed them and slammed the door shut immediately. The door was cut off at waist height so we could still look over at the kicking and ranting boar at the top of the steps. It was solid looking now, but still not quite flesh and bone. As soon as I was wondering what the hell we were going to do the boar kicked and hooked a stair step with his ankle. He flipped and fell down the too steep stairs. The dog finally got there, he had been out running in circles underneath the shadow of a tree looking for just the perfect 'spot' and didn't see it. After a quick moment he smelled something. What the hell could he smell? Does digital smell? But he did and he began waving his nose around in the air in the shop at the bottom of the stairs. The Boar thing just sort of broke up and scattered then disappeared. Never a dull moment. The dog got a biscuit and we all walked back to the house. I locked the shop on the way out.

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Over there and under that the other went with another toward yonder for reasons we might want to go over.