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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Swimming in the Mediterranean for the first time - omigod - multicoloured fish! - even better than Hans and Lotte Haas (remember them?) cos I seem to remember they were monochrome - anyway, even better than the fish and a few miserable bits of coral I saw an octopus. OK it was only about 2 inches long at full stretch but very exotic nevertheless. I was so intrigued that when it zoomed into a rock crevice I still wanted to see it more, so I poked my finger in (pause for mocking sneers). Very quickly I pulled it out again, minus the end. Yes this tiny sea daemon removed the end of my finger. Admittedly the volume of skin removed was barely pinhead-sized, but I still feel able to claim I was eaten by an octopus.
Length - not quite as long as before
(, Sat 26 Apr 2008, 17:54, closed)
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