Man, you ain’t gonna believe what went down the other day. Still kinda gives me the shivers thinkin’ about it.
I was out, y’know, just tryin’ to get some air, mindin’ my own business down by the old crick. Usually pretty quiet there, good place to clear your head, or so I thought.
The Swoop!
Then WHAM! Outta nowhere, this absolute unit of a bald eagle, and I mean MASSIVE, comes screamin’ down. Right at my noggin! Swear I felt the air whoosh past my ear. My heart pretty much jumped into my throat.
First thing I did? Panicked, pure and simple. Dove so hard I almost ate mud. Didn’t have nothin’ to, like, shoo it off with. Someone told me later, a fallen branch, especially one with leaves still on it, is what you want. Hold it up high, see, as you back away from where it came from. Wish I’d known that, or just had somethin’ other than my own two hands!
It didn’t actually get me, thank the stars. Just kinda buzzed me, real close, then flew up to a big ol’ tree, lookin’ down like I owed him money or somethin’. Gave me the evil eye, for sure.
Figuring It Out (Sort Of)
Later on, when my ticker stopped poundin’ like a drum solo, I got to thinkin’. Most times these eagle attacks, they ain’t lookin’ for a fight, not with people. They ain’t tryin’ to make you dinner. It’s more like they’re yellin’, ‘Hey, pal! You’re gettin’ way too close to my spot!’ Defensive, y’know?
And you know what? I probably was. I was just ambling along, lost in my own thoughts, and I bet I got too close to its nest without even realizing. Those birds are fiercely protective, especially if they’ve got little ones. They just want their peace, and I guess I disturbed it. They’d rather avoid folks like us if they can.
It’s kinda weird, but someone mentioned how sometimes, somethin’ like an eagle comin’ at you, it ain’t just about the bird. It’s like a sign, y’know? Could be about some other beef you got goin’ on, like trouble at work, or maybe with folks in your life. That tension just kinda… manifests.
And lemme tell ya, I’ve had my fill of that lately. Been feelin’ like I’m dodgin’ bullets left and right. This whole deal at work, it’s been a proper mess. Everyone’s pulling in different directions, and I’m caught in the middle, feelin’ like a punching bag. Kinda like this one time, way back, I had this godawful job slinging burgers, and the manager was always on my case for no reason. Same kinda pressure, just a different beast.
Yeah, just non-stop headaches. So who knows, maybe that eagle was just all my stress showin’ up as a giant bird with an attitude. Sounds nuts, but it makes you wonder, don’t it?
So, What Now?
Here’s what I’m taking away from this whole thing:
- Pay more attention to where I’m goin’ when I’m out in the wild. For real. No more daydreaming near potential eagle zones.
- Give them eagles (and all critters, really) a wide berth. A real wide one. Their house, their rules.
- Maybe I oughta actually sort out that mess at work instead of waitin’ for the local wildlife to send me more aggressive memos.
So yeah, that’s my run-in with America’s finest. Not gonna lie, it was somethin’ else. Scary as all get out, but also kinda… wow, y’know? Majestic, even in its fury. In a ‘don’t you dare mess with me’ kinda way. Anyways, just had to get that off my chest. Keep your eyes peeled out there, people. And maybe keep a leafy stick handy, just in case.
