Tuesday, November 25, 2008
When Animals Attack
Get this. I was running my usual route the other day and I look down the street and there is something flying towards me in the distance. The wingspan was huge but the body was really long, from a distance it looked like a flying plus sign. Anyway, it's flying right down the street maybe 15 feet off the ground. As it passes me, not ten feet away, I finally get a good look. It's an eagle, carrying the CAT, it had clearly just killed. Unreal. Stopped me dead in my tracks.
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Awesome. I could go for a little bit of that. But not in St. Small.
I caught a cat creepin on a squirrel Sunday. I stopped and watched to see how it played out (squirrel had not missed too many nuts this fall). But a car drove by and everyone got spooked.
I would see a lot of fox on River Road, I always would stop and check out.
My father in law caught a crappie last year, turned around in the boat to grab the net, and when he went back, an eagle took the fish.
Took the fish out of the boat?! That's unbelievable.
Took the fish out of the boat?! That's unbelievable.
Ooops. Apparently I've developed a stutter.
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