Friday the 13th and the Noise From Hell
Jul 13 '07
The Bottom Line Being awakened from only three hours of sleep is always a fun experience.
First off, I'll just start this message by saying:
"Shoot me first, and then the damn dog!"
Friday 13th couldn't have gotten off to any more of a weird and strange start...
I went to bed around 1:00 A.M. this morning.......obviously in ample time to get a good 6 to 6 and 1/2 hours of sleep for today's work shift.
Sometime around 4:30 this morning, I was awakened by what I first thought was a shrill scream coming from one of the neighboring houses here. At first I was even scared, thinking someone might be in trouble. I'm a light sleeper, so most loud noises awaken me pretty easily.
However, after hearing the same odd moaning noise (for about 16 times,) I noticed there was no change in intonation; and began to ponder curiously, "what in the HELL is that?" At first I thought, "okay, if this is a cow, I'm really the unluckiest person on Earth----after this week's interview----what not, with the exploded cows and all, I'm really going to take my head to the guillotine and pass blissfully from the surly bonds of this planet..."
But, I thought perhaps if I tried to drift back off to sleep, I could get it out of my mind.
And then,
"aaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrhhhhhh!!!"
Every two to three minutes the same agonizing, wailing, please-shoot- me- or- whatever- the-hell-this- thing- is- noise continued for over an hour and a half.
There weren't enough earplugs in the western hemisphere to relieve my annoyance.
Finally, about 5:55, just at the crack of dawn, the noise changed, and I could tell that whatever it was, was moving---and fast. Instead of "aaaaarrrrhhh," it was "arrraaauuraaaurrrraaauurr!!"'
I got up to look outside, and what do I see? A damned beagle running from one end of the edge of the yard here, dashing back and forth between weeds and short grass, sniffing and turning in one direction to the other at a frantic pace.
By this point, if I had had a rifle, I would have taken it first to the dog, and then myself. To think a beagle, of ALL animals, would wail like that----was just earth-shattering.
In retrospect, (what, like 10 minutes,) I guess the poor dog either lost its litter of puppies or is lost itself.
Needless to say, my energy levels and attention span after only 3 hours of sleep is death-defyingly close to chopped liver.
But I'm still going to try and go in for my work shift, if I can somehow muster up enough energy and willpower to stop myself from hearing "aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrhhhh!!!" in my head for 5 minutes just to hear silence.
Boy, it's been one fantastic week.
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