The following is an actual account from my run this morning, and should not in ANY WAY be replicated or hoped upon for by any human being: I was on the bottom half of my run, and there is one part of the path I took that is extra trashy--I actually think it might be some kind of trash pit. But I digress, as I am passing through the trash pit, I see this one dog and it begins to howl at me incessantly! I wasnt scared at this point, normally they are all bark and no bite-- or whatever the phrase is:). Anyway, I realized that his howling called to the other junkyard dogs there, who proceeded to rise up amidst all the garbage (I am not joking). Suddenly (this is occurred within a minute or so of the first call from Hercules i.e. the name I gave to the initial howler because of my love for the movie, Sandlot), about 5 dogs start chasing me. I tried to remain calm, but as they got closer, I let out a very loud and potentially embarrassing squeal in pure fear--causing the predators to shudder and slowly creep away. I looked back to make sure my doom had been shunned and realized that the leader of assassin animals (not Hercules, but the one who began the actual chase) was a burly CAT!!!!!!! What the heck???! I know how crazy it sounds, however I likewise know how crazy it WAS!!!! True life: China runs. NO wonder they eat them here....
Posted on: Wed, 09 Apr 2014 23:46:09 +0000
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