I'm sure you have plenty of questions for me...
Am I ok? I think so.
Was it sad? Not really.
Did my friends try to help me? Heck no.
Did I almost wet my pants in fear and laughter? Maybe.
I'm sure you know the name...
Yes, Cosmo invaded my personal space at the football game. All I did was reach out to touch his arm...I wanted to touch a cougar. Then he turned and pounced. He put his paws on my head and shook me all around. Mike was laughing too hard to offer help. Then thank goodness the animal lost interest and crawled down the bleachers to another victim.
So there you have it. Moral of the story? Never trust a cougar with a football jersey on.
B-T-dubs, erin wore a killer babouschka.