I only remember two screams: Number one, I'm in a porta jon set up near the receding flood waters of the Cheat River. (The only reason I'm in a porta jon is because it's November and there are no leaves on the bushes, I detest porta jons.) Jon begins to rock, the door is locked. I'm sure I screamed repeatedly. DH & DS thought it really funny. (the "D" did NOT stand for "Dear" for a long time) I was sure they were going to tip it into the river.
Second scream: Dog, Ty, regurgitated a chipmunk he had killed and gobbled whole------- on the bedspread. I have helped skin and butcher but that was the most repulsive corpse, ever. :hunf: :hunf: