  I'm counting down the days until football season starts. That way I can play Monday morning quarterback and post what I would have done during some games. Since that is still a few months away I'll have to find something to post about and put a creative twist on it.
I came home late one Saturday night (technicly Sunday morning) from a little camping trip. I pulled into my driveway and got out to start to unload all my stuff. My house is kinda on a hill with the garage actually being the basement. The driveway runs beside the house and curves in underneath it. I'm giving the descriptions just so you can have a better visual. Oh, it also helps increase my word count and space. Anyway, it was about 2 in the morning and I stepped out of my car with a few things and headed up to the side door.
I don't have a garage door opener so I have to go back up to the house. As I was coming around the corner I see this cat just hauling ass across the street right towards me. When I first saw the cat racing at me, I froze and got into a semi defensive position. It didn't see me at first because I was behind a wall and wasn't in clear view until I turned the corner on the driveway, so for a split second I thought it was going to attack me. Now, I remind you, it was at 2 in the morning. You aren't exactly thinking clearly at that time. When the cat did see me it stopped and froze too. So there we were, me and this cat, frozen, just looking at each other.
Both shocked to see other. Not exactly sure what the other one was doing. I'm not exactly sure how long we stood there staring at each other until it finally ran off another direction, but I can say it was definately the most awkward moment I have had with animal, cat or otherwise. 
