A Street Full Of Buffaloes

It was a tremendous bump which woke me up, and I was disturbed.
I got out of bed and went to the window in the hallway and saw, in my tiny little front yard, a big, gray buffalo-- the source of the bump-- leaning against the wall of the house.
How strange, I thought and looked out on the street and further up, where my street makes a slight bend, were more buffaloes
many more buffaloes
a street full of buffaloes
and then I woke up.