Well, I have to admit that every time I walk out to the garage at night, I am thinking "there are BEARS around here".
Many years ago, not long after Connie and I moved down here, we had been working late with the animals and had finished up, walking back to the house when we heard a very odd sound. Sounded like it was coming from the side of the porch and for all the world sounded like a small plaintive cry "HELP ME". Of course I wanted to know what it was, but as I walked to the porch, the sound continued but moved to the edge of the woods near the side of the house. So I headed there instead. The closer I got to where it seemed to be coming from, the further into the woods it went. Eventually, after walking about 10 ft or so into the woods, I turned to Connie and said "How many horror movies have we watched that started out EXACTLY like this?" So I called off my plans of trying to see what was making that cry.
Never heard it since, and have no idea what it was.