***Beans in Wildebeest dilemma conundrum***
Well, you can stuff your prisoners dilemma
, because this the the Beans Wildebeest dilemma conundrum.
What happened between the point we actually got to go for a walk and when we did, was quite frankly, brutal and not really family viewing so this has been heavily redacted to the point even the now corrupt FBI leadership would be proud of. Stuff that in your soup Bondi/Blanche. I had my arm chewed and there was a tremendous fight and he ended up with not one, but two soggy ears.
Beans has watched his distant cousins in the Serengeti and on the great plains and in bush and jungle - and even in mountain ranges and frozen lands covered in snow and ice seeking their quarry. So logically, there must be wildlife
If Beans found a Thomson's Gazelle on the prairie, he could be a Cheetah or a Gerenuk; perhaps a Leopard, or a Llama perhaps a Puma, an Elk a Siberian Tiger and a Wildebeest; a Lion.
However, Beans is only a little chap and any illusions of grandeur would be tempered by the sheer size of these creatures in relation to him that if he did bump into a Wildebeest charging and snorting out of the ditch worth studying, he would probably wish he never did bump into one. And I am certain this was the crux of the matter, hence the very ponderous and hesitant start followed by deathly aggression and attempted mangling of my limbs.
But before the 18+ certified carnage and whilst we were sat there on the pondering rock, I got a shot of the pitiful sun next to the majestic look out post installed by Stormin' Normin' from Enniskillen,
I stole a march on the intrepid Beans mainly because I like my arms my arms and legs.
Then, just yards short of the ditch worth studying, Beans stopped and studied from a safe distance.
...and some considerable pondering followed to the point I was going to abandon him, Beans ventured West in determined mood.
...he ended up somewhere deep in the thicket next to the ditch worth studying. That somewhere is where I left him.