They arrived at Shelter Bay on the south shore of Lake Superior. It was almost dark. The old cabin looked out on the beautiful lake and had cots around the wall, under all the windows. It was 1956.
The little girl needed to use the bathroom before bedtime. She was only four. Back then, the only bathroom around the old cabin was an outhouse. The little girl and her mother made the trek. They weren’t familiar with the Michigan backwoods.
When they came out of the outhouse, they were met with a surprise. They stopped still. Porcupines surrounded the outhouse!
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Photo credit to What’s His Name
I am in suspense.
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True story! 🙂
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Part two?
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Maybe so!
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Oh! Well now… any way of drawing those critters a little away from the door? Not that I would want to chance it either!
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That could be painful!!
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Oh dear. The very thought hurts.
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Now that’s a prickly situation. Nice written piece.
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Thank you!
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Wow! Curious creatures never saw the likes of you. 😀 I’d think they’re not too bad as long as you move very slow. Do tell the rest of the story!
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Thanks, Christine. It’s a true story.
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Slightly nerve-wracking, but how thrilling to see porcupines!
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E Gads – Scare me to death – Porcupines – you are so clever!
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Oh, not clever, but thanks. It was a true story!
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Well paced, and suspenseful, with a spiky ending. Nice to read.
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That sounded like a genuine memory – what a fright for you!
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It was, indeed, a true story!
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A prickly situation, indeed!
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