When animals attack...
I once, accidentally, punched a racoon.
It had wandered into my tent, I was half asleep and thought it was a mate pratting around. There was a yelp and then all hell broke loose.
What have you been attacked by?
( , Thu 2 Jun 2005, 9:39)
I once, accidentally, punched a racoon.
It had wandered into my tent, I was half asleep and thought it was a mate pratting around. There was a yelp and then all hell broke loose.
What have you been attacked by?
( , Thu 2 Jun 2005, 9:39)
« Go Back
New Forest Pony in fight to the death
Many, many years ago whilst having a picnic in the New Forest a rather cheeky pony decided to help themselves to a family pack of crisps which my Mum had left in the car. For some reason, unexplained to this very day, my brother decided he wasn't having any of it and started having a go at the pony. Being wild, the pony wasn't taking no shit from a spotty little teenager so started to kick and bite him.
This is when I started laughing.
My brother, to his credit, started fighting back. Meanwhile the rest of the family, pulled up the picnic basket and enjoyed a ring side slug fest betwixt man and beast.
It seemed to go on for ever getting funnier by the minute. Eventually the beast won leaving my brother with a morbid fear of horses.
Me and my sisters all ended up working with horses at some stage in our lives, quite possibly as a direct consequnece of the entertainment they afforded us that fine summers day.
I still get tears in my eyes when I remember this, one of the funniest things I have ever, ever seen and I am still laughing about it.
( , Fri 3 Jun 2005, 12:30, Reply)
Many, many years ago whilst having a picnic in the New Forest a rather cheeky pony decided to help themselves to a family pack of crisps which my Mum had left in the car. For some reason, unexplained to this very day, my brother decided he wasn't having any of it and started having a go at the pony. Being wild, the pony wasn't taking no shit from a spotty little teenager so started to kick and bite him.
This is when I started laughing.
My brother, to his credit, started fighting back. Meanwhile the rest of the family, pulled up the picnic basket and enjoyed a ring side slug fest betwixt man and beast.
It seemed to go on for ever getting funnier by the minute. Eventually the beast won leaving my brother with a morbid fear of horses.
Me and my sisters all ended up working with horses at some stage in our lives, quite possibly as a direct consequnece of the entertainment they afforded us that fine summers day.
I still get tears in my eyes when I remember this, one of the funniest things I have ever, ever seen and I am still laughing about it.
( , Fri 3 Jun 2005, 12:30, Reply)
« Go Back