So, about 3 years ago I was running in the early morning and 2 deer decided to join me. I freaked out, not knowing yet that they were REALLY friendly deer and everyone had a giggle at my expense. Rose, one of the deer, apologized for scaring me by having her baby on my lawn the next summer.
Well, Thursday morning I went out for a run in the cold and dark and as I was going down the street I saw a very tall man, all in black, standing in the middle of the road. I am by myself and realizing that this is not the smartest thing that I am doing (running in the dark by myself). I slowed down to see if he was going or coming and to see if I recognized him. He didn't move, just stood there in the middle of the road - I could just see his outline in the neighbor's outside lights. A little more than a little freaked out, I came to a stop trying to decide to run home or try to hide, hoping that he didn't see me. That is when I noticed that there were three and they weren't men, they were horses. They must have been scared of me running toward them as they stood stock-still until I stopped. Then they all came over to find out if I was friend or foe. They must have escaped from their fence and were out enjoying their freedom. I was worried that they might want to come for a run with me, so I walked sedately home, leaving them to their breakfast of weeds on the side of the road. I must admit, after the burst of adrenaline I wasn't in any shape to run anymore anyway. What is it with me and big animals on my runs?
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I don't think I'll ever forget the running from the dear story. I still laugh whenever I think about it.
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