Rustle rustle thump.


This morning we were walking through the forest, and we all heard this noise:

rustle-rustle-rustle-rustle-rustle-rustle-rustle-rustle-thump-thump-Thump-THUmp-THUMp-THUMP.

Then it stopped.

This is a new noise. All the dogs kind of looked at me and I whispered, Close, Close and we picked up a trot. I am afraid to run because if I run Banksy RUNS and this is too fast on a hill.

We didn’t stop for a pretty long time.


I don’t know what makes that noise. I don’t want to think about what makes that noise. We are just going to use Excellent Confidence that we don’t hear that noise anymore when we’re over on that hillside.