A cow?? What the eff lol.
Hm…well this story isn’t me being…chased, per se, but listen on. It was wasps. A friend and I were on the river bank, and it was a steep way back up. While climbing, I stepped on some kind of underground wasp nest. Or so I assume, since the first sting was on my ankle I felt one sting on my ankle.
No big deal I think to myself, when I was little I loved bugs and went after em all the time. I got stung and attacked and bit by so many types of critters.
So, we keep climbing. Then I start to feel more stings on my legs, and I’m like aaah what the hell. All of a sudden man, there were wasps everywhere around us. My friend was freaking out, and I was scrambling up the hill like mad, getting stung all over my legs. They were on our clothes, in our hair, buzzing sounds everywhere. Finally getting up, we sorta looked like how a cowboy would dance to someone shooting bullets at his feet. We ran like mad, and those fuckers actually followed us for a bit. I was trying to get them out of my hair, and kept getting stung on my hands.
So finally we get to my place. My dad was gonna take us to the doctor, but we were fine. Wasps aren’t all that bad, I’m just glad these weren’t bees. But it did hurt. Dad walked my friend home, and I went to take a bath, it really helped with all the stings.