A stag leapt out
in front of me
while I was on
my morning run.
He seemed surprised to see me there,
grimly plodding along.
I tried to count his antlers
as he nimbly took the hill,
picturing (tragically!) his majesty
mounted on a wall somewhere.
He half-eyed the pains I took
to stay upright on a skating rink,
then shook his head,
stamped a hoof
and I swear,
that prince laughed at me.
6 comments:
I have never been able to ascribe human attributes to animals (the other way round is so simple) but in this case, yes I would have to say that Big Buck was checking you out and laughing at you for not being able to do what he effortlessly accomplishes.
It is good at times if we can amuse nature!
Mark--and for having the gall to worry about HIM.
Charles, I think it must be so.
Love it (as always).
Such a morning run sounds lovely.
Paul
He was the best part of that run, that's for sure. Thanks, Paul.
Oh, so you saw my Patronus?
He's a charmer, isn't he? :)
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