Wow Rack Attack, thats a big one.That picture made the hair on the back of my neck stand up.I don' t know why, but even a photo can stir the fear.I almost feel like HAVE to go back to that 10 acre patch.Not so much to re-live that frightning morning,but to put an end to the nightmares.
Yes, I still dream of them.They might not come to my thoughts durring the day,but sometimes at night, I hear them.Their running threw the brush, high pitch,excited yips and barks.I' m sitting on the ground with my back to a tree.I' m trying to get up,but my legs won' t work.They' re comming in from behind me.It seems like time is moving in slow motion.Then, just before they get to me, I wake,,,and vomit.
My wife tells me I need to talk to some one.I just think I need to find some closure on my own, back down in Westchester county.
some day