Ok, so Andy and I are running this morning (which sucks, it's hot down here already) and about a quarter mile into the run, Andy does his best "Pitfall Harry" impression. As he is in the air, I think, "what the hell?". Then I see it. Andy was hurdling a cotton-mouth. This snake didn't even care that it was nearly crushed by both of us. It just sat there, doing nothing.
Anyway, half a mile later, giant snapping turtle, apparently laying eggs on the trail. A quarter mile later, there is another one. Not much after that, we scare a deer and a rabbit.
Last week we saw a couple of beavers in the river, and had to run around a bunch of geese.
Nature is taking over I guess. Oh well, I hate running anyway. They can have the park
Oh yeah, I ran over a squirell on the way home...oops. Stupid indecisive rodent.
P.S. "Pitfall" rocks!
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