The Bewitching Hour??

I thought that was Midnight, UNTIL LAST NIGHT. Last night in Mt Pleasant, SC, the Betwitching Hour lasted for EXACTLY 60 minutes between 3 and 4 am. That is when Diana and I were awakened to the sound of a herd of buffalo above our heads. Yelling, laughing, STOMPING, and then the air conditioner came on. Couldn’t hear it. Decided not to call. Then the air conditioner went off. AUGHHHHH! Caught between the realm of sleep and consciousness. And, for some reason, I couldn’t motivate myself to call the front desk.

All I know is the coyotes STOPPED howling exactly at 4. I am thinking about running up stairs, knocking on their door, and running . . .