Ahh, animals can give you quite the fun and/or terrifying times. I’ve had many interesting animal encounters in my life, but the best one was when I was still in the womb. I’ve heard this story many times and I still crack up every time. It was a beautiful day, the sun was out, and my parents were itching for some fresh air. They decided to go to the park down the street and just walk along the shore line. The left the house and soon arrived at the park.
There were a ton of geese but my mom didn’t think anything of it. My dad on the other hand was a bit concerned. “It’s just some geese, what are they going to do?” my mom chuckled. As they were walking the geese just minded their own business, except for one of them. It was one sassy, cocky, and confident goose I tell you. Hisssss went the goose. It continued to hiss at both of them for 5 minutes. My mom was about real sick of this goose’s crap; she started walking towards it. “What are you doing?!” my dad shouted. “To show this goose who’s boss!” my mom yelled back. As my mom approached the goose it hissed more and more. She grabbed it by its neck and drop kicked it. My dad, dumbfounded, said, “Honey, what are you doing?! You’re pregnant!” “Oh, hush I’m fine. Let’s keep walking,” she replied. The goose kept its distance after that.
Another interesting encounter I’ve had is when I was super young, maybe five or six. In a spongebob episode they said if you threw rocks in a fire then it would turn into popcorn. Being young and naive; I decided to try. My family was having a bon fire and we had a gravel driveway. It was about 10 pm, so it was pretty dark. I walked over to my driveway, grabbed a handful of small rocks, looked up and about peed my pants. In the same moment I looked...
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...hairs in the dining room. I don’t even remember moving, the next thing I knew was that I was on the chair. My dad came flying in the room asking what was wrong. He looked so concerned. When I told him it was a mouse and he started laughing at me. I was traumatized and all he had to do was laugh at me. “You got me all worked up over nothing!” he laughed. I told my mom I wasn’t helping with dinner anymore, so I sat in my room the rest of the night.
As you can tell, I’ve been mentally scarred many times by animals. They’re funny stories to look back on, but when I think of when it happened, I get a bit freaked out all over again. With two out of my four stories having to do with deer you can probably see why I’m not much of a deer person. I’m sure I’ll have more interesting encounters and stories to come, but I hope those ones don’t scar me for life like these ones.
I was at my Grandpa’s house, letting his dog out. It was a Saturday night. My grandparents were out at a football game because they had season tickets. So I had to take care of the dog, Winston. He was a three-foot tall fox hound and he was tough as nails.
A year before my encounter, my sister Faith and I were behind our house about a mile deep into the woods. We were playing hide and go seek, and iit was my turn to find her! I couldn’t find her anywhere and then thats when I saw the bush. It looked trampled so I ran to it, only to find my twelve year old sister lying in the snow in a puddle of her own blood. Her throat was ripped open, it looked like a wild animal had taken a bite out of her.
Bags the size of buildings were under my eyes. At any moment I was going to fall over. Cooking was the fun part. Licking the batter. Playing sourds with the spatulas . Now we had to set the table rap the food and put in the fridge and actually go to sleep. It was About 10:35 when I went to sleep. I was almost sleep. The cushion of my pillow and the warmth of the blanket ... then it hit me WE GOT SO CAUGHT UP IN COOKING WE DIDN'T HAVE DINNER!!!!!. with all the remaining strength left in my body. I limped to the kitchen half asleep
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