I don't like cows and geese and they don't like me. I had a goose running after me one day.....Oh I almost forgot.....I stayed on a farm a couple of years ago and there was also a horse camp on the farm. I liked to visit the camp and watch the horses. The one day, while my brother visted me, we decided to go visit the camp. I took bread with me to give to the horses......All was fine and the horses behaved. My brother ran out of bread and shouted for some more. I threw him all the bread that was left but the one horse didn't see it and came closer to me, expecting more bread. I didn't have anymore left and so I turned to walk back to the car. The horse kept following me...I started to run....the horse did the same. Eventually I was on full throttle and I looked over my shoulder.....just to see the horse right behind me....I started to panic. It felt like I was chased by Freddie Krueger himself i tell ya. Hmmm, I made it to the car alright, but after that I didn't set foot into another camp again.
If it is a favourite pastime for women, I'm enjoying it. Seriously though, I have had a few enquiries, some of which I felt we could connect, some not. But I always, ALWAYS answer back and if I'm not interested, I will tell them so very discreetly. I guess this will go on until I meet the right one....
Come to think of it............I knew a guy who was from Ireland, well I suppose he still is Don't know if its allowed to mention names on here though.........
RE: Moth attack..!!!!!!!...
I don't like cows and geese and they don't like me. I had a goose running after me one day.....Oh I almost forgot.....I stayed on a farm a couple of years ago and there was also a horse camp on the farm. I liked to visit the camp and watch the horses. The one day, while my brother visted me, we decided to go visit the camp. I took bread with me to give to the horses......All was fine and the horses behaved. My brother ran out of bread and shouted for some more. I threw him all the bread that was left but the one horse didn't see it and came closer to me, expecting more bread. I didn't have anymore left and so I turned to walk back to the car. The horse kept following me...I started to run....the horse did the same. Eventually I was on full throttle and I looked over my shoulder.....just to see the horse right behind me....I started to panic. It felt like I was chased by Freddie Krueger himself i tell ya. Hmmm, I made it to the car alright, but after that I didn't set foot into another camp again.