From Helen Klaben's book Hey, I'm Alive! :
Ralph continued to show a lot of common sense where I was concerned. He was aware, for instance, of my fear of animals. Several times I thought I saw or heard large animals in the brush, and once I heard a frightening cry. But he always talked me out of it, and assured me it was nothing more than owls or one of the rabbits we saw jumping around near the plane. To tell the truth, I wasn't very happy about those rabbits either -- especially at night when they came up and scratched and rubbed their backs on the underpart of the plane. It made an eerie sound.
The most frightening noise to me was the roar of the wind up in the tops of the trees. At times it was so powerful it sounded like a fleet of jets screeming down at me. Later I learned to like the wind when it came after a long snowstorm and blew the snow clouds away.