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Today, while sitting outside, thinking about life and nothing and whatever, I was approached by an animal. It looked at me from about 10 yards away. I have seen them come that close before, so I thought nothing of it and I went back to thinking or not. It came closer, then closer still. Odd, it is a wild animal. I have never seen one act like this. Finally, it was just a few feet away. I was not sure about this. It finally came up to my feet and looked at me a moment. Then, without rhyme or reason, it hopped off. If it becomes regular, I might have to keep carrots or celery with me. Some animals are fine to share my space with, some are not. Bears need not apply.
Be careful with rabies. A lot of animals who approach too easily may be of danger. I'm just paranoid I think! :)
ReplyDeleteYes, precisely a consideration. I did look the creature over carefully. It was in good health. As well, it's approach was indirect, apprehensive, and slow. A direct and clumsy approach would have ended in bunny soup via the old fashioned wine grape method. I swear, it just wanted to be near me for a little bit. An angels kiss? I'll take it as a gift, whatever it was.
ReplyDeleteMy mom used to feed raccoons and they actually came right up to her and ate from her hand. These days, I'm just so scared and frightened over rabies or just what a bite can do. Unfortunate really. Now my parents have a huge bear problem. I would not want one approaching me. ha! :)
ReplyDeleteAn angel's kiss. That's sweet!
I plan on moving to a place (someday, tomorrow, a year from now?) where they have had 22 bear "difficulties" this year (and the locals do not always report them). I plan on buying one of these for that.
ReplyDeleteI do not believe in passivity in the face of aggression. I guess I have suffered one too many times and because I do not believe I am morally or legally required to simply surrender (at least under righteous laws). Beyond that, I believe not only am I able to resist, I think all of us are able (even if we fail, there should be no doubt that we tried).
The French only stopped beheading people, it is thought, when one of them did not go peacefully and "nobly" to their death. A female noble begged, pleaded, and wailed. It was only then that the dolts realized they were killing people, not chopping logs. It broke the fever, so it is said. And, though she died, how many did she save?