When Animals Attack
I once witnessed my best friend savaged near to death by a flock of rampant killer sheep.
It's a kill-or-be-killed world out there and poor Steve Irwin never made it back alive. Tell us your tales of survival.
( , Thu 24 Apr 2008, 14:45)
I once witnessed my best friend savaged near to death by a flock of rampant killer sheep.
It's a kill-or-be-killed world out there and poor Steve Irwin never made it back alive. Tell us your tales of survival.
( , Thu 24 Apr 2008, 14:45)
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Went to post a letter on the way into work the other day
I bike into work and go the long way round as there's less traffic and it's a lot nicer. I go through some little villages and one has a post box outside the village shop - perfect for posting my letter.
I get there and lean my bike up against the phone box. There are two lovely white westies tied up to a pole while their owner (an old lady) was in the shop.
They were both sitting there cutely looking at me, heads at 45 degrees trying to figure out who this stranger in the village was.
I greet the dogs and go over to the post box and they keep looking at me inquisitively.
Only when I am about 2 inches from the letter box (and from the dogs) do they jump at me barking and trying to start a fight with me. The owner told them to shut up and they whimpered away.
I promptly left the village and carried on to work.
Length: 14.5 miles of rural hilly cycling is a great way to start the day.
( , Thu 24 Apr 2008, 21:41, 1 reply)
I bike into work and go the long way round as there's less traffic and it's a lot nicer. I go through some little villages and one has a post box outside the village shop - perfect for posting my letter.
I get there and lean my bike up against the phone box. There are two lovely white westies tied up to a pole while their owner (an old lady) was in the shop.
They were both sitting there cutely looking at me, heads at 45 degrees trying to figure out who this stranger in the village was.
I greet the dogs and go over to the post box and they keep looking at me inquisitively.
Only when I am about 2 inches from the letter box (and from the dogs) do they jump at me barking and trying to start a fight with me. The owner told them to shut up and they whimpered away.
I promptly left the village and carried on to work.
Length: 14.5 miles of rural hilly cycling is a great way to start the day.
( , Thu 24 Apr 2008, 21:41, 1 reply)
14.5 miles of rural hilly cycling is a great way to start the day.
rispek an ting wid de bike. an ting!
( , Thu 24 Apr 2008, 21:50, closed)
rispek an ting wid de bike. an ting!
( , Thu 24 Apr 2008, 21:50, closed)
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