Oh my!

I took a long walk with Big Dog today, all the way up to this little lake, as I also did last Saturday. But today we actually ran most of the downhill parts of the road on the way home - running until I could hardly move my feet any longer! And then - when my knees were weak, my cheeks burning, and I was as I high on life as you can get without chocolate, a hunter came walking towards us on the road. The first thing I noticed was that he had a very sexy walk, with his gun across his shoulders in a way that reminded me of James Dean in Giant. He had an ammunition belt tied loosely around his waist, something I would normally find revolting. I usually don't like hunters because I don't understand this desire to go up in the woods to shoot at animals. But in spite of that, I just couldn't help but feel a certain attraction to this guy, even at such a distance. As he came closer, he gave me the upwards-nod the way some guys do, and said hi, and my knees went even weaker. He was almost ridiculously cute, and about my age. He stopped to pat Big Dog and talked talked about his own dog with such warmth in his voice that I just couldn't stop smiling. He laughingly admitted to having been lost in the woods just a few minutes earlier. He seemed like the kind of person who always has a smile in his eyes, and I was so enchanted that I even forgot to switch my iPod back on after we parted ways, even though I had just bought the new Sivert Høyem song on iTunes and had it on repeat! I can't get this guy out of my head, it's almost as if I dreamed him up, because no one can look that sexy in hunter's clothes, with a gun and an ammunition belt. No one!

I mean... just... wow.