Eleven years and one day ago…
Please bear with me.
(This goes well with my recent “I stepped on a mini Gummy Bear” Facebook post.)
Originally posted here: Heron Flight Rand-O-Blog – June, 2003.
I was in State College, PA for a few days this week. The weather was perfect for running and I ran each morning through Penn State owned farmland and around the very large football stadium, which stands there like a gigantic alien spaceship in the midst of pastures and mountains.
It was on the second day that I spotted these creepy cats staring at me from the cement wall at the entrance to a tunnel beneath Interstate 99. I stopped and stared for a moment, baffled that I ran past them the day before and did not notice them. I am not a morning runner. At first I thought maybe I was having a pre-breakfast, hunger-induced hallucination. But no. Those cats were definitely there, staring at me, thinking fiendish feline thoughts, waiting for me to enter the tunnel.
I ran like hell.
I hate cats.
My gal says this doodle reminds her of this photo:
I wish I had drawn that instead.