Brave, Brave Sir Robin

TS, MR, and I were out walking around where TS lived at that time. It was late, summer, and of no big deal -- maybe 1985 /86 or earlier

A dark ran zoomed around the streets and stopped, turned and headed for us. Comically MR and I turned to each other, to collaborate with TS that it would be wise to run, but also comically we saw a cloud of dust in which he was leaving us ... a good, seemingly 10 seconds ahead of us.

We also took off, never in real danger, but it wasn't good to know that TS wouldn't alert us to any danger that he might have thought or felt.

Thanks!