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so i am sitting on my couch watching an old episode of SNL. it is about 12:30 am and i am the only one awake in my house. i am completely in my element, happy as can be. all of a sudden i hear a thump, but this thump was made against my sliding glass door, so this thump has a hollow echo to it. needless to say i am instantly paranoid. i am paranoid because i partly recognize this thump. its the sound that kevin would make when he quietly knocked on the sliding glass door every date night, while trying to get my attention but not wake the dog. but i know its not kevin. once that fact settles in my imagination runs rampant. im sure someone is looking in at me. i turn the tv off in hopes that my eyes will better adjust to the dark so i am better able to pin point the location of my great predator. i am correct in my assumption that i am indeed, being watched, because when i mustered the courage to get up and look, he was staring back at me....
this is my night stalker.
this picture does not do him justice. he is enormous. and brave, my phone was directly in his face while i was trying to capture him in a picture. i like him. alot.
this is my night stalker.
this picture does not do him justice. he is enormous. and brave, my phone was directly in his face while i was trying to capture him in a picture. i like him. alot.