The wind is HOWLING outside today. That's fairly normal for this season. You know, the "not summer" season.
I went out to feed the horses, and since the wind was blowing, I wasn't too surprised that the horses weren't standing right by the feeder. They were all standing out in the middle of the field. Ranger was particularly bug-eyed.
"What's up guys? Not hungry? Still a quarter bale of hay left from this morning!"
"Monster nesting in the food, Beel!"
"What's that, Ranger? I can't hear you over the wind."
"MONSTER! LOOK OUT BEEL! IT'S RIGHT NEXT TO YOU!"
I dropped the new bale into the feeder. And pulled out a sheet of tar paper that had blown into the feeder.
"This monster Ranger?"
"LOOK OUT BEEL! IT'S GOT YOUR ARM!"
"I'll take it away buddy. Just go eat."
Okay, I'll admit it did look a lot more fierce with the wind making it rear up.