Yesterday, while walking, I almost stepped on a grass snake. I did this Flamingo stanch while it slithered away. Unfortunately, it left before the person behind me saw it.
So if they were paying any attention at all, I was just being a weird person. But I do that a lot. And later I almost got hit with a basketball.
Today, I walked next to another snake. Fortunately, I saw it just in time to do a sidestep. Less craziness to witness… unless you caught the Chihuahua that apparently had it in for me.
I’m beginning to think maybe nature just wants me to stay inside.