It happened at the Mayfield track. Creature of the morning
that I am, I like to get moving in the early darkness at the start of the day.
And this day, I had decided to make my way over to the track for a little
exercise. Just as I was getting started, something big came around the curve, and
was heading right at me! Imagine my surprise. It was in my lane; would it
swerve out of my way, or should I move?
Within seconds, I realized that it was one of those large
mammals they call ‘human beings.’ I’ve seen other ones here at the track, and I
usually keep my distance. But this one was coming way too close. I quickly
decided to raise my tail to try to warn it off. Maybe it would see the black
and white fur, and realize that I am not without weaponry.
It didn’t work. It lumbered toward me still. Now I could see
that this one had absolutely no fur on its head (how strange), and it was making an awful-looking, even scary face as it ran. It was also making scary grunting
noises between the heavy breathing.
Should I spray or should I run? Even though it surely would
have been fun to spray this thing, I decided that the risk of him falling over
me would be too great.
Raising my tail as I went, I scurried out of the way.
Ducking under the fence as I left the track area, I vowed to
get this guy with some spray next time. Fun awaits.
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