31 Days of Spook – Day 17

17 Oct

Today, we have a good one my fellow spook lovers. Count Baconula here ready to tell a tale of horror, suspense and screams. This is another true story. This time it’s presented by both mom and dad. You see, many years ago they won a free trip to the great Georgia mountains. It was for four days and three lovely nights. What they don’t tell you is how secluded and how dark those mountain woods really are. They made a date, got directions and ventured out on their little adventure to the Georgia mountains. This picture of the woods is just a short snapshot of the actual long road they went on.

It curved around corners with nothing to see but woods on the left, right, front and behind you. They were told to buy groceries before going to the ‘cabin’ because at night no one really ventures out much. Heck dad said the translation of that really meant, “It’s a small town and everything ‘shuts’ down at dark.”

But look at these roads and how small they were. Mom was driving her SUV vehicle and thank goodness they didn’t meet anyone coming from the other way. Was that a good thing or bad thing? It did mean one thing though. They were truly going to be isolated in the woods by themselves… well maybe perhaps with a stray bear or too and other living animals of the woods. But, that’s horror story for another time. They eventually found the secluded cabin and it was a good thing too because it was getting dark… and cold.

The cabin was actually up on a hill. Mom said that it actually looked kind of spooky. What do you think? They brought in all of the groceries and tried to settle in for the night. Dad went outside alone to get some firewood. He didn’t stay outside alone for very long. He said he kept hearing rustling in the woods and strange knocking sounds. Was it Bigfoot? A bear? Spooks? He didn’t say anything to mom when he went back inside. He just started a fire in the fireplace and poked around the kitchen putting groceries up.


By this time, mom was exploring the upstairs portion of the cabin and found the bathroom of her dreams… or any woman’s dreams is what she told me. An old fashioned clawfoot tub off of the master bedroom. She yelled down to daddy that she was going to take a soak. She made a bubble bath and got into the tub to relax. The only problem with this tub was that the headrest was facing the door area of the room so your back is towards the door. It wouldn’t make sense to put your head where the faucet handles were. But on the other hand, it felt kind of strange with your back to the door so she shut the door. After a few minutes, she heard the door open and was just talking away to daddy about how nice and relaxing it was. She didn’t get a reply so she took the washcloth off of her eyes and turned around. No one was there. That bubble bath had to be the quickest in mom’s history. She went downstairs and didn’t say anything to dad knowing how easily he can get spooked.

They fixed their dinner, drunk some wine and put everything away. There was no television in this cabin but daddy had made a really nice fire. They sat on the sofa watching the flames, listening to the embers pop, snuggling and quietly talking. To the left of the fireplace was a small bathroom. They had left the door slightly opened with the light on behind it. Mom saw it first and she didn’t say anything. She saw a dark shadow move under the door. She watched it and after a few minutes she noticed daddy getting really still. Then he saw it. The dark shadow moved from left to right – so fast. Both of them froze and looked at each other not wanting to move. What had they gotten themselves into?

Mom slowly got up from the couch. She tip toed over to the bathroom door, camera in hand just in case she actually caught something mysterious behind the door. She looked at daddy. He held up his hands with three fingers.. slowing moving one down a minute at a time. Mom watched, took a deep breath, aimed the camera, opened the door and clicked away. OMP (oh my pig!) the suspense – Busted!

Let’s just say that it wasn’t Mickey Mouse with the white gloves. But it was a small, tiny, spooky creature of the night – a mouse. Isn’t he just so cute in that picture? I hope he had a good time because he scared the crap out of mom/dad that night. They both decided they had all that they could take that night and went upstairs to bed.

Mom loves old fashioned beds and this was as great as they came. What she didn’t count on was having dad push her on it – snorts. No really, this bed literally sat so high up off the floor – just check out the picture of the bed vs. the nightstand next to it. If you fell out of bed during the middle of the night, you would surely get a concussion… or something worse πŸ™‚ Mommy said that daddy one time went to the other side of the bed and pulled her up on that mountain of a bed. They said their nightly prayers and laid there in that high bed. I didn’t say there was much sleeping going on and no it was anything fun – stop that – it was because they were scared out of their wits! Whatever daddy heard earlier outside started up again. The howling, the knocking and it had started to rain. They could hear the force of the rain hitting against the back window behind their bed. And every once in a while, the thunder would crack and the howling of some tortured animal could be heard vibrating throughout the little cabin. They could hear the pops of tree branches outside their window and the crash of a limb hitting the ground.

All of this with sounds of bumping in the bottom part of the cabin was just too much. Heck, neither one of them were going to go downstairs and investigate things that were bumping in the middle of the night. They both said their little friend the mouse could handle it all himself. There wasn’t much sleep had that night… unless you count clinging to each other out of fear as sleep. And that lovely rain that hit the window all night, it turned into snow. The next morning there was three inches of snow outside.

Needless to say those four days and three lovely nights turned into one overnight trip never to be forgotten. They left first thing the next morning leaving groceries and all. I think they set the world’s record and getting a car warmed up and snow off it to get off that mountain. Mom/dad learned a lot of lessons from this ‘free’ trip.

Lesson 1 – When something is free, it’s not really free if it includes spooks, strange noises and a mouse that doesn’t wear white gloves.

Lesson 2 – Never go to the mountains to a ‘secluded’ cabin in the middle of January.

Lesson 3 – The more the merrier on trips like this. Next time they win a ‘free’ trip that has two bedrooms, invite another couple. Why be scared witless by themselves?

Lesson 4 – This is the most important lesson learned – mom/dad learned that they are not so much mountain people. They much prefer the beach… with people…. hopefully living people at that.


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22 responses to “31 Days of Spook – Day 17

  1. speedyrabbit

    10/17/2013 at 1:59 am

    now see this wouldn’t scary my mummy or daddy or even me,not when we have our own live in spook!xx Speedy

    • PigLove

      10/17/2013 at 8:52 am

      Tis true. If it wasn’t in the middle of boon dock nowhere, it might have turned over differently. There wasn’t another cabin around for miles. *That* I believe was the scariest thing added with no phone… no television… and bumps in the night. XOXO – Bacon

  2. fozziemum

    10/17/2013 at 6:22 am

    Goodness me Bacon…talk about freak out!!! I would be making waterfalls in my pants!! what a crazy adventure for mum dad and a little mouse…a tiny tiny little itty bitty little mouse hahahhaah mind you I bet he threw a huge shadow! funny how that happens…I am glad mum and dad left..who knows what lurked out there in those deep dark Georgian woods….hugs Fozziemumxx

    • PigLove

      10/17/2013 at 8:55 am

      It was definitely most scary my friend. I think that little mouse that was a louse and didn’t wear white gloves was what really threw mommy over the proverbial ledge that she was standing. It was one night in an isolated cabin in the middle of nowhere that mommy and daddy will never forget! XOXO – Bacon

      • fozziemum

        10/17/2013 at 8:58 am

        I can only imagine Bacon…I dn’t mind mousie but nt in my house..where this is a mouse here there will be a snakey so me no likey!!! hahaahahh Fozziemum xx

      • PigLove

        10/17/2013 at 9:03 am

        Shivers… no snakeys please. Oh please no. That’s what the purr things are for – to keep the mice away. Snakeys – oh heaven to mergatroid no. XOXO – Bacon

      • fozziemum

        10/17/2013 at 9:08 am

        Baabababababab haven’t heard that saying for yonks!! I know I have no great desire to see one but it will happen it always does here….and usually to me…never hubby…I am hoping they keep away..i have no problem with them in the bush they have 11 acres here..just leave my house yard alone and please not in my house…eeewwwwwwwwwwww Fozziemum xxx

      • PigLove

        10/17/2013 at 9:25 am

        Snorts. We do have them in the magical back yard. Our neighbor has ‘rehomed’ several of them. I’m glad because when mommy sees one, she goes spastic. XOXO – Bacon

      • fozziemum

        10/17/2013 at 8:27 pm

        Baaaaaaaa I bet she does hahaha hope they are not deadly ones Bacon !!! hugs Fozziemum xxx

  3. sheilaenglehart

    10/17/2013 at 8:45 am

    Stephen King would have snuggled into this place and come away with his next book!

    • PigLove

      10/17/2013 at 8:56 am

      Yes he would have! I think given mommy half a chance, she might have too – snorts. XOXO – Bacon

  4. easyweimaraner

    10/17/2013 at 9:04 am

    Oh what a spooky story, Count Baconula! What a scary Monster or Mouster! Mice are really dangerous creatures. My Granny spent hours on a kitchentable, because there was a killer-mouse on the floor and only with a lot of luck she survived :o)

    • PigLove

      10/17/2013 at 9:23 am

      oh my! If there was one on our floor that wasn’t wearing white gloves, mom would be in the same place. Why I didn’t say in the blog was how mommy screamed like a little girl and jumped on the sofa. Nope, I didn’t say that because I didn’t want to rat mommy out. See I’m good like that – snorts. XOXO – Bacon

      • easyweimaraner

        10/17/2013 at 9:29 am

        You are a real gentlepig, Count Baconula. Of course, noblesse oblige . I have no clue why some mom’s fear Mickey’s family… but it’s good to know hehe

  5. katiebblogs

    10/17/2013 at 9:11 am

    EEEK Bacon that is spooky and scary! Cabins in the middle of October down a windy, foresty hill…enough said! Glad it was an abbreviated trip πŸ™‚

    • PigLove

      10/17/2013 at 9:27 am

      Very short – I don’t think mom/dad will ever go back to that cabin again. They can take the mountains in a hotel for about 2 days and then that’s it. This vs the beach where they can live forever – that’s quite the difference. XOXO – bacon

  6. FreeRangeCow

    10/17/2013 at 11:07 am

    Oh how cool to win a trip, tho! Yum! Glad you didn’t have a heartie-tack!

    • PigLove

      10/17/2013 at 12:25 pm

      I’m afraid that it did push mom/dad – snorts. Thankfully, I wasn’t there. Mommy had not adopted me yet. XOXO – Bacon

  7. PJ Sassifras

    10/17/2013 at 11:27 am

    LOL! I would think with the mini-zoo at Hotel Thompson they would be used to things that go bump in the night.

    • PigLove

      10/17/2013 at 12:26 pm

      Let’s just say that we all know the ‘typical’ noises. When something strange happens, we all perk up like, “What was that?” I have a story about that later in the month πŸ™‚ XOXO – Bacon

  8. katsrus

    10/17/2013 at 5:17 pm

    Bacon I would be hiding under the covers!!
    Sue B

    • PigLove

      10/17/2013 at 6:27 pm

      Snorts. I’m sure mom was. PLOL (pig laughing out loud)! XOXO – Bacon


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