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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Bogart
I too used to have a (beautiful but dim) great dane, name of Bogart. He always managed to get into the bedroom and loved nothing better than to take a running jump and land on your bladder. All 14 stone of him!
( , Wed 30 Apr 2008, 12:24, Reply)
I too used to have a (beautiful but dim) great dane, name of Bogart. He always managed to get into the bedroom and loved nothing better than to take a running jump and land on your bladder. All 14 stone of him!
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