Pilot Son wandered into my office today and casually remarked that he'd found a man doll in the woods.
Me: "A what?"
He: "A man doll. It's made out of a black plastic garbage bag, and it's hanging from a tree."
Me: "You mean, like, a voodoo doll?"
He: "Nah. It's wearing a Carhartt jacket and a hunting vest."
This I had to see.
The last time I walked the woods, birds and squirrels were scolding from the thickets and golden leaves were whispering their goodbyes. Today it was strangely empty, silent except for the sound of distant gunfire. It is deer season, and all the wildlings are making themselves scarce.
At the far edge of the woods, just beyond our property line, this is what we found. We can only imagine that a hunter hung it there so that deer would become used to its presence, and might not be spooked at the sight of a real man in similar dress.
Creepy, is it not?
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