Next time I'm in Mongolia, I'll give that a shot
Had a good one this morning. I'm riding along a suburban street approaching a right hander which borders a small reserve. It's downhill but I'm covering the brakes and going slow because the reserve is a well known kangaroo hang out. Sure enough, a couple hop out onto the road in front of me. Then I hear a couple of plovers going mental.
As I round the corner, I see a woman walking through the centre of the reserve, swinging something over her head, presumably to ward off the plovers, and flinging a tennis ball from one of those stick things with the other hand (fantastic coordination, it has to be said). The thing she is swinging over her head turns out to be a dog leash which should be attached to that medium-sized black dog that was the object of the tennis ball.
There are about a dozen kangaroos standing about. The dog notices them and forgetting all about the ball (some dogs have very poor concentration) it goes after the kangaroos, which scatter. She's calling the dog but it ain't listening, most of it's brain cells consumed with the task of determining which roo to chase first. All of a sudden I have 3 large kangaroos on the road in front of me and they are starting to get that panicky "which way do I hop" look in their eyes. I have to take evasive action to avoid a particularly large one as the others hop across the road and onto the verge on the other side.
I may have sworn, I may have called her a stupid woman, I definitely asked her to please tie the dog up.
Some people really should be cryogenically frozen until they find a cure for stupid.