Justin Mathews MNS

Discussing Annie Dillard's Pilgrim at Tinker Creek brought up an interesting memory for me. In class we were told about all the frogs along the paths that Annie liked to watch scurry away and hop into the water. Then there was one frog that did not move as she approached. It sat half in and half out of the water. Then slowly it begin to sink like a deflating beach ball. Then she saw the monster, or in reality a giant water bug. My similar story goes as follows: I was driving home late one night. I had just turned down the road that goes into my neighborhood. I rounded a bend and saw a little bunny hop out into the middle of the road. I slowed down and to myself said “go ahead lil fella” and motioned with my arm. Then out of no where a large owl sweeps down clutches the bunny in its talons and flies off. I didn't get scared or scream like a little girl, but it definitely caught me off guard and I kind of just dropped my jaw for a second or two.