An additional paragraph or two for the "running memoirs"........this one, of course,
belongs in the chapter- "animals".
This morning's run started as usual, slow and easy, heading north from home.
Upon reaching Old Eustis Rd & Donnelly St, I proceeded west, down the hill
on Old Eustis Rd. It was on the downhill that the ground shook like the streets
of Pamplona. (Please allow me to embellish).
Fast approaching from a neighbor's yard was a bull, well it seemed like one,
in the darkness and fog. This was no ordinary bull, but a giant Rottweiler, barking
and covering ground at the speed of light. I came to a complete stop, as there was
no way I'd out run this beast (even if he was over weight). This massive canine was
looking for breakfast and I was on the menu. It was my quick thinking dog instincts
(?? or was it fright) that made me scream and yell at him. It worked, he stopped,
for a second or two.
He then made another loud barking charge, only to be met by more of my screaming
and yelling. He came to another stop, after a second or two of braking, just like a run
away freight train. I then gave him a good boy, go home command. He just stood and
gazed his fierce eyes at my meat and bones. He wanted breakfast really bad,
he could taste it, but not to be.
I then, slowly walked away never turning my back at him. Once I was out of sight,
I started running again. Well, truthfully my legs were a bit wobbly after meeting
my new friend.
Have a nice day CUJO, see you again soon!!!
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run for your life
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