Tuesday, December 9, 2008
One day over the summer, when I went running I couldn't wake up the dog to go with me (old lazy dog was snoring away) so I went by myself. I got to the bottom of the hill and turned around to come back and I heard a HUGE rustling in the bushes (keeping in mind we are surrounded by woods and there's only four houses on our street). So I'm thinking "augh I'm going to get eaten!!!" and of course I don't have the dog with me! So I took off up the hill SO FAST! Whatever it was didn't come after me! And then Jay showed up running down the hill with the dog, so that gave me better odds of not getting eaten!