Halloween Night FarmVille El Chupacabra Vigil
As reported earlier, Bumble did have a Chupacabra encounter several years ago. As promised, Bumble spent Halloween night camped out and waiting to pounce on the heathen dog beast. Since the creature is known to enjoy the blood of goats, Bumble insisted that his FarmVille goat Jorge accompany him this year. Jorge in turn insisted that Javier the migrant worker join him as well. Bumble now brings you the tale of a cat, a FarmVille goat and a hired hand who chose to tempt fate this past Halloween and undertake… “Operation Chupacabra”! Dun dun dunnnnnnnn!!!!
Around dusk, Javier built a small barricade of hay bales. This provided us with a perfect place to hide and wait for the demon dog.
Bumble may have fibbed a bit to the goat...
Bumble was pretty wired after weeks of watching Rocky IV and preparing for an altercation with the Chupacabra.
Primal predatory instincts honed from generations of evolution kicked into gear. Bumble’s senses were on red alert, every sound resonating that much louder, every smell that much smellier.
Never, ever give a goat Red Bull on a covert op!
It was early in the night when we had our first scare, err encounter.
Death from above!
From the sky we could hear the fluttering of wings. Undoubtedly the leathery, slimy wings of El Chupacabra rising from the Pumpkin patch to claim his bloody prize! The goat tensed, Bumble released his claws. Javier, well Javier just kind of stood there oblivious. Suddenly without warning the great beast descended on us! Instinct took over and Bumble instantly prepared for battle.
Fight or flight
False alarm, it was just a stupid owl. Death to owls! Several hours passed. Then several more. It began to get chilly in the Pumpkin patch. At about 3 am, Bumble retired to his pumpkin and left Jorge and Javier to stand watch. Bumble finally fell asleep despite their chattering on in Spanish.
General Fransisco Franco is still dead!
Just before daybreak Javier knocked on Bumble’s pumpkin lid. We could all hear a great and terrible rustling a few yards away. Bumble leaped from his pumpkin and readied for battle!
Apologies to Charles M.
Weeks of preparation came down to this one moment. With the moon behind him, the giant goat sucking beast reared its head!!!
El Chupacabra...?
What the duck?!
Not surprisingly, El Chupacabra has once again chosen to fear Bumble! The closest Bumble came was an owl, a retarded duck, and a balding kid with a blanket. Another night in the pumpkin patch and still the cowardly goat sucker will not return. Someday Bumble will get you…
Until next year… Death to Chupacabras!
What? I was BAIT?!?! That is it Mr. Cat! This is the last straw!