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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Henry the Polish Dwarf
Henry was my all-white-with-red-eyes-and-a-black-tail Polish Dwarf rabbit.
One day I was using my handkerchief as a matador's cape, trying to entice the raging bull out of my tiny, placid little fur ball.
Instead, he charged straight at me and bit my finger. Over 20 years on and I still have the scar. At least this way my little buddy will stay with me forever *sniffle*
P.S. I apologise for this story being utterly boring, but is at least poignant (at least to me).
( , Fri 25 Apr 2008, 12:19, Reply)
Henry was my all-white-with-red-eyes-and-a-black-tail Polish Dwarf rabbit.
One day I was using my handkerchief as a matador's cape, trying to entice the raging bull out of my tiny, placid little fur ball.
Instead, he charged straight at me and bit my finger. Over 20 years on and I still have the scar. At least this way my little buddy will stay with me forever *sniffle*
P.S. I apologise for this story being utterly boring, but is at least poignant (at least to me).
( , Fri 25 Apr 2008, 12:19, Reply)
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