Wild Things!

When I’m out bicycling, most of the animals I see are either

a) fenced dogs,
b) roadkill,
c) fast-moving birds or squirrels just trying to get out of my way, or
d) un-fenced dogs, which may or may not endanger my life.

a) through c) cause me no concern, although roadkill critters, while harmless, can still be ominous. Once, on a small back road, I passed the carcass of a feral hog. For the next year, every time I passed by that way I mentally looked for escape routes: fences or trees I could climb in case of feral hog attack.

But I’m not paranoid.

No, really.

I mean, you can’t blame me for the adrenaline rush I experienced when I pedaled around a bend and spotted this bad boy poised by the side of the road, looking kind of hungry.

“The better to eat you with, my dear.”

So yeah, I stay alert, but try not to panic.

How embarrassing would it be to crash while trying to escape from a hungry… log??

Thanks for reading!

About Jan C. Johnson

Welcome! If you like food, reading, laughing over life's little disasters, and maybe thinking about the bigger things of life, you have come to the right place. Besides blogging, I write humorous fiction, though real life tends to leave fictional humor in the shade. But I'm not a total goofball. No, really. I'm also working on a biography project. I live in North Texas with my husband, Brent. We enjoy bicycling, Mexican food, and traveling to visit our kids and grandkids.
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