I've actually always hoped to meet one of these wild cats out on a run. But if and when I do nobody will ever believe me now!Originally Posted by Hes
I frightened the life out of myself the other week as a pair of massive cat's eyes suddenly stared at me from my head torch beam! I thought I was a gonner! But it was just a little moggy up very very close on a wall just beside me!
Glad you had a good day.
That story made me chuckle! I was running with my headtorch the other evening, in fact I think it was the evening of my poem, and I lit up a field of sheep so that all you could see were hundreds of pairs of glowing orbs. It was really wierd. Quite unnerving...not as much as your moggy though.I've actually always hoped to meet one of these wild cats out on a run. But if and when I do nobody will ever believe me now!
I frightened the life out of myself the other week as a pair of massive cat's eyes suddenly stared at me from my head torch beam! I thought I was a gonner! But it was just a little moggy up very very close on a wall just beside me!
Glad you had a good day.
Sheep
From where I stand the sheep stand still
As stones against the stony hill.
The stones are gray
And so are they.
And both are weatherworn and round,
Leading the eye back to the ground.
Two mingled flocks -
The sheep, the rocks.
And still no sheep stirs from its place
Or lifts its Babylonian face.
Robert Francis
unnerving Harry
the night cat at close quarters
a puma at large
For all the year's I've been running I've never been attacked by a dog, but I have been legged up and mugged by a sheep though. They got spooked by my torch, started running and one suddenly swerved and ran straight into me. I ended up flat out, face in the mud, then promptly got trampled by another one. They have pointy feet I can tell you!That story made me chuckle! I was running with my headtorch the other evening, in fact I think it was the evening of my poem, and I lit up a field of sheep so that all you could see were hundreds of pairs of glowing orbs. It was really wierd. Quite unnerving...not as much as your moggy though.
What was that Michael Nyman track? "Chasing sheep is best left to shepherds". Couldn't agree more.
Very good Hes, I like it.
The stones are gray
And so are they.
That's the finest rhyme I've ever read, (about a sheep!)
Your runs sound very eventful! I am not sure whether to laugh or feel upset for you by the sheep attack...you are too good at painting the picture.For all the year's I've been running I've never been attacked by a dog, but I have been legged up and mugged by a sheep though. They got spooked by my torch, started running and one suddenly swerved and ran straight into me. I ended up flat out, face in the mud, then promptly got trampled by another one. They have pointy feet I can tell you!
What was that Michael Nyman track? "Chasing sheep is best left to shepherds". Couldn't agree more.
I got chased by a field of cows once and I ran out of puff so just stopped and waited to get trampled to death but they all stopped too and we stared at each other before I turned and walked away. Very off putting!
My runs are like my life in general. Mostly quiet then permeated by exciting times!
I thought I was being chased by a horse once, but I eventually turned round and it had stopped miles back. My rucksack straps were flapping making the noise of thundering hooves.
...must get this blooming prep finished and then I won't be stressed tomorrow and can go for a run before my classes:
I've got to run
working tonight because
I've got to run
hope to see you later.
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