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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Back in the olden days.
Like 9 years ago now when i was just entering the world of work. I used to live like 1 minute away from the bus stop. But amusingly id still end up running late for the bus.
Something happened one day, that made sure I would never ever be late again.
As I was running up for the bus, suddenly a huge dog bounded out of a garden and charged straight for me. An evil Mammoth thing it was, barking away. I looked at it and saw pure evil in its eyes. This dog was out to kill. It scared the hell out of me! So much that I'd lost attention on where I was running, and went straight head first over a bush splash into someones filled paddling pool! The dog wandered back off no doubt laughing its head off as I lay there soaking wet and cold.
OK OK. It wasnt a huge dog, it was a yorkshire terrior. And yes, it was a baby one.
( , Fri 25 Apr 2008, 12:26, Reply)
Like 9 years ago now when i was just entering the world of work. I used to live like 1 minute away from the bus stop. But amusingly id still end up running late for the bus.
Something happened one day, that made sure I would never ever be late again.
As I was running up for the bus, suddenly a huge dog bounded out of a garden and charged straight for me. An evil Mammoth thing it was, barking away. I looked at it and saw pure evil in its eyes. This dog was out to kill. It scared the hell out of me! So much that I'd lost attention on where I was running, and went straight head first over a bush splash into someones filled paddling pool! The dog wandered back off no doubt laughing its head off as I lay there soaking wet and cold.
OK OK. It wasnt a huge dog, it was a yorkshire terrior. And yes, it was a baby one.
( , Fri 25 Apr 2008, 12:26, Reply)
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