It happens everyday on the plains of Africa and in the jungles of the Amazon; the slower, stronger predator stalks it's weaker yet faster prey. When it finally makes it's move, the smaller animal uses it's God given speed to try and elude it's attacker and usually it can make a safe escape and live to fight another day.
Unless it happens to trip and fall. And if it does? It's usually an ugly affair.
The Lion and the Antelope. The Tiger and the Zebra. The Cheetah and whatever a Cheetah chases and eats.
Trot and Rakes, the latter wearing his Cars underoos, his Mom's UG boots, and a smile.
I wish I could say this hardly ever happens. I wish I could say they are really calm, normal children that don't need professional help. I wish I could say this didn't make me laugh.
Some Things: February 4, 2016
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