Horse flies galore! Had one on the back of my neck but was able to knock him off there.........right down the back of my shirt. Man, he wasn't biting but the way he was buzzing said his biggest wish was to get out of there. He didn't know it but I had the same wish only about ten-fold! We both was finally granted our wish but, I don't think he realized his success. I finally dropped him out the bottom of my t-shirt noting that I had pretty well beat him to death.
I had started carrying a fly swatter and it has been a pretty good defense for the fly problem but..........As I walked down Y19K I detected a nasty smell in the air riding along with me. Quite a few strides on down the road I saw a black thing ambling toward me. As it got closer I saw the white streak down it's back and quickly put the nasty smell and a skunk together.
I don't guess the skunk saw me because he kept coming. Now here I'm standing with a fly swatter as the only defensive tool available. What do I do with it? When he turns to spray me do I spank his butt with it? Nope, save the swatter for the flies and give the road to the skunk. My two walkers propelled me a whole different route for my morning walk. Wasn't too bad a walk but I don't really care to walk on gravel roads.
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