I shut down for the night, circled the fire rut and slept in the inner circle. With the nice embers aglow. I look and there goes my salami. Some invisible little cretin made visible by the fire and smoke. Lil fuckers cartin off my salami breakfast I was planning to have with eggs. I said hey fucker, I can see your ass!
It turned and dropped the salami from it's head and look at me and then it was over there and then there and finally. I got fuckin spooked, I said, take the fuckin sausage, I'm sorry! My instinct never said kill it! My mind said, these fuckers might be 14 or so inches high and are pretty fugly, but the invisibility thing. That's what fucked with me and that it understood me, and I knew it knew, that it spooked me.
Sidebar- I caught what triggered this memory!
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