There are four of them, Far Guy slowed down on top of a hill. Chance is a good look out, he was poised to bark. I told him to "be still"..he was except for his body that began to quiver with excitement. He began to invade my space..putting his feet on my leg..plastering his nose against the windshield. Sometimes he tries to hog my space. Far Guy lets him ride in front when I am not along..of course I do the same thing.
I wonder if Chance remembers the time in Indiana, some where very near Paoli..a deer came out of the woods and ran right down the road towards us. That deer was really hoofing it too, I wondered if he had a death wish. We must have had our deer stuck in the headlights look that day. Eventually he veered off of the road. Far Guy and I were greatly relieved, we have never seen anything like it ever again. Minnesota deer usually just go across roads..hardly ever using them for travel. Perhaps they are smarter than Indiana deer.
One of the widower silver hairs down on the lake, who shall remain nameless, but he is short and has a sinister looking moustache and is cavorting with a lonely widow..feeds the deer all winter..then in the spring when they eat all his flowers he complains. I saw him the other day..he likes to kiss all the women..he thinks he is a real ladies man, a Casanova. YUCK..I avoid him at all costs..but this time he had me trapped between a wall and a very large potted plant ( imagine a deer stuck in the headlights look), I extended my left hand..and wouldn't you know it he grabbed it, but slugged me in the right shoulder..I nearly passed out..and he still tried to kiss me..luckily I turned my head really fast and his kiss landed on my cheek...YEWWW.. I wanted to immediately disinfect my entire face.
I have never felt the need to accept kisses from anyone other than my husband and Chance, oh and of course from my children and grands when they were little.
What do you do when a strange man or woman attempts to kiss you? Besides just having a deer stuck in the headlights look on your face?:)
I'm with you on the kisses. As far as I'm concerned, I prefer handshakes over hugs, too. With the exception of grandkids.
ReplyDeleteYep, I totally understand. I don't want just anybody plantin' one on me. Uck! You poor thing.
ReplyDeleteI loved the way your transitioned this from the deer. Great pics...again! :o)
Ya'll have a fabulously blessed day!!!
Ewwww. Sinister mustache guy sounds creepy. I would have slugged him back. As my granddaughter would say - that is disgusting.
ReplyDeleteI can vouch for the fact that Indiana deer are stupid. They aren't too bright on our side of the state line either. They never follow the rules of the road and cross side to side. I think that is where the game of chicken started - actually they should call it the game of deer. They run at you and dare you to give way first. I do, but the truckers don't. It's our version of thinning the herds.
Wish I was quick thinking enough to do a little "knees up, ooopppsssy" dance with them.
ReplyDeleteOh did I get you in the groin? So sorry....
Jen
Well, Connie, that was both inspiring (the deer) and disgusting (Mr. Sinister Moustache). I also had a guy at the Senior Center plant a big one on me, and I told people about it and he must have heard, because now he ignores me completely! Thanks for the great story. You always make me (1) think, (2) agree with you, or (3) laugh.
ReplyDeleteFirst I LOVE the pictures. You always seem to have your camera ready for the best shots.
ReplyDeleteThere was one man who always wanted to hug the women. Many of them enjoyed it. The rest of us turned sideways so he was only able to squeeze our shoulders rather than a frontal hug. I am like you - - - yuck - - - especially when it's not mutual. But why do we think we can't hurt their feelings by telling them to "Back off!"?
Neat deer pictures. I can see Chance shivering in excitement ready to bark at his loudest in the truck. He gets to go on such great adventures.
ReplyDeleteNice pictures. I don't care for just anyone kissing me either, I am selective!
ReplyDeleteYes - I hate when these creepy people (both male and female) get in my space!!!!!!!!! That guy I would have said something afterward, that you don't appreciate it, and don't expect to be kissed again! (You could tell him you had a herpes virus!) ha. I know who it is, and glad he doesn't know me!
ReplyDeleteI'm pretty sure I would have a keep your distance, creep, look on my face if that guy puckered up in my direction. I'm glad you turned the other cheek in time.
ReplyDeleteRun! You did well except I would have probably slugged him back after he hurt your shoulder. I don't like people getting too close.
ReplyDeleteA well placed knee could put an end to this next time and there after.
Great pictures of the deer. And the road itself looks like it could be pretty slippery. As for the kisser - why don't these men get it? I would turn my head for sure, and if I had to put up with him on a regular basis I think I would have a private word with him about it. Do you think he would stop if you told him you are offended by his actions? If he didn't stop after you talked to him, then I personally think I would make a scene and embarrass him in front of others :) Wow, I sound mean and nasty! :)
ReplyDeleteYou're quick with the camera - good shots of those deer! Now the fella is another story -
ReplyDeleteI am sure your grandkids and their kids and so on will treasure what you've written. I'm working on family history stuff, and it's wonderful to run across old documents. Imagine a blog written my great grandparents or even further back.
ReplyDeleteI would definitely print it off to save it from time to time.
How have I lucked out not having kissers in my vicinity? Maybe it's being in restrained New England :-) I remember a mention of Jimmy Carter planting one on Jacqueline Kennedy, to her obvious dismay.
I do same as you:) I loved your description of chance seeing the deer...just tickled me silly.
ReplyDeleteHmmmm......kisses......I do not like mustache kisses..I do not like slobbery kisses....I do not like stranger kisses.....that about sums it up.
ReplyDeleteOh dear, I know I shouldn't laugh about the icky kissy man, but I can't help it!
ReplyDeleteLove those enchanting deer photos!
I hope that wasn't your bad shoulder he hit or are they both bad. I would have gone off on him for that. No, I don't like being kissed by non-family members. Family isn't necessarily blood related but there is family and there is not family and people should know the difference.
ReplyDeleteI duck! And I'm sure it is rude, but I think men like that are rude.
ReplyDeleteLinda
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I have a pretty wide space -- most people that know me give me that berth.
ReplyDeleteI'd probably say -- kiss me fella - and join your wife.