I went
for a walk today to get to my doctor appointment since I can’t drive (more on that later). ♪ I’m a
maniac, maaaaniac ♪ remember that song? I’m not really a maniac for walking to
my appointment but it was slightly over two miles one way. This was quite the
accomplishment considering I haven’t exercised since January thirty first. Yay
me.
I was on
my way when I got cat called by some people in a car passing by. Then I was
like ‘I still got it.’ About five minutes went by and I faintly heard someone
cat calling me again. The calls became louder with each step I took. I must
have been looking really good because whoever it was wasn’t afraid of stopping
as I approached. I turned the volume down a notch on my iTunes so I could really
listen because it sounded like perhaps I was approaching a dangerous scene.
I walked
in trepidation; each step the call becoming a little more forceful. Then I saw
an eye peering at me from behind some brush in someone’s yard. It was a
rooster. *sigh. Come to think of it whoever yelled at me from inside the car
was probably just upset that I was walking in the street since there was no
sidewalk. Oh Caldwell; how you tease me so.
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