I Swear I Just Heard a Horse Snort

I know it is the first night without any boys in the house.

I know it is 1:30 a.m. 

But I swear I just heard a horse snort.

I know it sounds crazy, and normally I would  think so too, but in this neighborhood you just never know.  

One night when the kids were little, Raymond and  I set up the telescope in the back side yard.  Raymond had walked off to do something and the boys went with him.  I was standing at the telescope when suddenly horses went running so close behind me that they stirred  my clothes with the wind they created.  I screamed bloody murder.  Raymond got  mad because I screamed, not knowing about the  horses.  I was freaked because it was dark and I knew there were horses out that I could not see  and I was afraid of being stomped on or kicked.  It was  just a minute or two  before my back field was full of flashlights from neighbors  looking for the horses that  had escaped from their yard through a broken fence.  

That was just one incident of horses in our yard  late at night.  There have been many others.  

I know I should go look to see if there is a horse out there, but I am just too tired. It will either find its way home, or be there in the morning.