okay, so here is the story: one time last June me and my mom were on a camping trip and on the second day of the trip we went swimming in the Paluxy river, and we were just having a conversation when a dead dog floated inbetween us. mom was not that freaked out but i was, i got sick from the fear that i was going to see the "river dog" again. now i understand that things like that almost never happen. [but i'm still scared of finding a dead body under a hotel bed.]