So if I suddenly turn up missing....

Last weekend I was sitting in my car, drinking sweet tea while parked next to a forest.
It was starting to get late, and I heard the chirpy sounds of hundreds of crickets or locusts or whatever it is that makes that pervasive sound at the end of a summer day.
Then I heard a strange sound I couldn't explain.
It was coming from the forest and it sounded like a cross between a dog making a "grrufff" sound and a pig snorting. It was loud enough for me to hear in the car even though all my windows were up. It only lasted a second, then I never heard it again.
Are there wild pig-dog monsters roaming loose in Michigan?
Isn't there some awful German insult that translates to "pig-dog"?
(Schweinhundt, I think.) (Yes... HERE).
I wonder if they taste like a cross between bacon and kibble.
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On a completely unrelated note, you might as well know that yesterday's salsa is now officially all gone.
That's right. I've finished off the entire jar.
It was THAT good.
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One other thing: I hate typos! I just noticed a typo in yesterday's post... and fixed it. I am greatly annoyed with myself for (1) making the typo in the first place and (2) not catching it sooner. I absolutely despise typos. Please excuse me while I go whip myself.
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