well the yotes are slung over this things hairy shoulder,they are squirming and trying to get away but no luck from the beasts death grip.then it dissappears over the hill .i find my gun and decide to get out of there and then i hear the awfulest sounds coming from the yotes from over the hill.fear sets in again and i figure i better get out of there fast.the farmers house is about 200yds behind me and my truck is parked in his driveway.I decide to get my caller as i can still hear the bawlin yotes over the hill.soon as i get my stuff i'm pickin up feet and putting them down.I get to my truck and throw everything in the back and even remove the cap from the muzz.once in the truck i feel a little safer but hurry and get that thing in gear and get out of there.down the driveway hill and onto the country gravel road i go .soon as i get on the road the thing runs out on the road in front of me and stops in the middle of the road,the yotes not on his shoulder anymore.it glares at me,this hairy beast and starts beating its chest and stomping its feet.i slam the brakes because this thing is big.I only got a little ford ranger.i see this thing ranting and raving and fear sets in,i realize my muzz is in the back and uncapped(dummy).Ten he starts slowly toward the truck,with a look that itself could kill.I am petrified.then I accidently let go the clutch,the truck jumps forward and stalls.No doubt this angers the beast more,now he emitts a loud earsplitting and extremely shrill sound.