Pretty much, it had a very mean look on it's face as it came after me though. No homo.
I'm standing there looking at the bag rolling like a beachball towards me as my eyes adjusted, a giant what the fuck was given to myself.
That crazy bag actually made me back up about 10 feet before I realized what the heck it was.
I may lose my man card over that one. I've no problem admitting I was damn rattled after the buck walked away. You just don't expect that shit while taking a walk to your garbage cans.