I shared this tale of a malicious farm animal on another forum and thought you guys might appreciate it. Some years ago...nearly a decade, probably, I was sneaking through the dark spring woods to be near a field where I often seen the local gobblers hang out. It was still pitch dark as I crept through the brush, as I wanted to be in position well before any of my targets woke up. It was also very quiet, and every little stick I stepped on sounded like a gunshot to me. Thus I was already on edge when I first heard it close up.. the hideous alarm noise of the evil donkey, a fell and odious beast that was to torment me to this very day. As I neared the place I intended to plop down, a terrible noise broke the pre-dawn silence. It is a difficult sound to describe; like a cross between a deer snort and a dying hippo trying to clear a pulmonary obstruction. It's a wet, burbling chuffing noise, both repulsive in it's resonance and terrifying in it's sudden volume... the sound of the world's biggest hocker being brought to bear. It was also barely 20 yards away and cloaked in darkness, both literal and metaphorical. Needless to say, I nearly evacuated my bowels that morning, and many mornings since. The long-earred varmint has good eyes too, as he often spots me approaching my deer stand regardless of the time of day. There used to be two of them, now only one. Unfortunately it's the loud one that survives. I wish I had better pics, but these were taken from the stand that I shot my deer from this year. The afore-mentioned field starts maybe 25 yards behind it. Luckily Evil donkey was busy that day. Do you have any wicked farm critters to deal with?