It had been snowing light, but steady most of the day when I was returning from going to the store for some smokes. I turned onto the road which goes in front of our home, a dead end road, which stops at our neighbors home a couple hundred yards beyond our home. I noticed my mother standing out in the middle of the road waving her arms at me wanting me to hurry as something was definitely wrong. I parked my car, got out and ran to see what was wrong and my mother said, you need to see this.

We had three horses which we kept in the pasture across the road from our home, my mare had had a colt a few months earlier and was going to be a beauty. Mom had me follow her to the pasture and I noticed none of the horses were in sight, but I was not prepared for what my mother wanted me to see. There was a small pen just to the back and side of the small barn and whomever built it never put in an access gate, it was about 60' by 70' and near the middle of it lay the colt. This meant the colt had to break through the fence and several strands of barbed wire to get into this area.

The first thing I took note of were tracks in the fresh snow. The only tracks were those belonging to the dead colt. None of my younger siblings nor my mom had gone within 15' of the carcass wanting me to see this. My step dad was at work and would not be home for another three hours or so. I walked up to the carcass and looked the body over, noticing a total lack of blood and a huge hole in the chest cavity. Everything which should be there, lungs, heart, etc, were gone. I went with my mom back to the house to see if any of my brothers or sisters had seen or heard anything, especially since this was right across from the front of the house in broad daylight. All I could find out was the colt was seen alive with the other horses about 12:30 and about an hour later one of my younger brothers had gone over to check on the horses water and saw the colt laying in the enclosed pen.

About an hour later, my older sister, her husband, and another brother came home. I took them over to see the carcass and then my brother-in-law, brother, and I decided to have a look around and check out the other horses and the area around the pasture. My brother and brother-in-law decided to go down close to the river and see what they may find, I was checking out some tracks I saw going across a frozen pond near our pasture. The tracks were strange with a stride over twice mine and the strangest of all was there was no beginning or ending to these tracks. They just started at one point and ended at another. Due to the snow fall I could not see the bottom of the tracks to determine what may have made them. It was now about 2:45 in the afternoon and I could see completely all around me and well into the small woods close by, but I began to get a very creepy feeling and something was telling me to get out of there.

I decided to check out the site where the colt busted through the fence which is close enough to the house that I could hit it with a snowball. There I found one drop of blood in the snow, the fence had one strand of barb wire left indicating if anything had rode in on the colts back it would have been wiped off by the wire. Again, I was getting a very dreadful feeling and something was telling me to get out of there fast so I went on to the house.

I had a clear view all the way around me for yards, but still felt like impending doom if I did not get out of there. Later, after my step dad got home he had my brother and I drag the carcass out of the pen. The colts neck was broke, apparently from busting through the fence, there was absolutely no blood anywhere around the carcass and you could see from the base of the neck to the diaphram, all organs that should have been there , were gone. The only thing we were ever able to find out was from a neighbor lady who had been washing dishes at the approximate time we think the colt was killed. The back of her home faced the side of our house across the gully. She stated she noticed a small pack of dogs in the gully, they along with our dogs who were chained in the back yard, were barking toward the pasture and seemed very afraid of whatever they were barking at.

As far as the remaining horses, it was nearly three weeks before they would come back to the barn area where the incident took place.