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Posted this last year, but will tell it again
>be me, about to get divorced want to stay out of the house as much as possible
>get back from gym, throw dog, bird vest, and shotgun into jeep pic related
> go to a familiar spot in the desert, been there 1000 times, no spooks
>forget boots, car charger and hunting pants, fuck it going anyway no cell signal anyway
>start up trail, see chukar, draw down on it
>hear “I wouldn’t do that if I was you, boy” behind me
>dog goes apeshit, never seen his hackles up before, let alone teeth out and snarling
>nobody behind me, bird gone
>decide to keep heading up the trail as it makes a circle and I’m not going back toward someone who my dog clearly wants to bite
>occasionally hear footsteps behind me on the trail, pissing off my dog every time, never saw anyone
>get to a spot I normally rest on this trail, shady spot and somewhat out of the way
>go to fire pit as there is a sitting log
>look in pit and see a broken statue of Our Lady of Sorrows, eyes blacked out wtf
>hear a loud crash in the trees and someone laughing
>dog fucking splits
>spin around shotgun up, nothing
>see broken juniper branch the size of my thigh a few trees behind me
>go after dog, dog is really fast
>finally catch him, and get him to follow me
>go back to my rest spot to destroy statue (I’m very Catholic, I really didn’t want to go back but I couldn’t leave our lady like that)
>decide it’s time to fucking leave
>dog is getting more distressed as time goes by
>can see the jeep, a little over 1/2 mile away
>hear footsteps for the first time in a while
>dog books it toward jeep
>turn around and watch a gentleman in a suit and tie walking in between juniper trees
>looks at me, smiles, walks behind a tree, don’t see him again
>run to jeep, put dog in and haul ass away
>the trail would destroy a suit, let alone off of it
>not nuts because the dog was also freaking out
