When Animals AttackI 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.
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Death of a fluffy ducklingI took my 2 springer spaniels out for a walk yesterday morning, after my nightshift. It was a lovely morning, and they were merrily bounding through the undergrowth, doing their little springy thing, and splashing about in the river. How delightful, I thought to myself, feeling all happy and joyful, watching my boys having fun...
Then, intruding violently into my daydream, a harsh and panic-striken quacking. Yep, Frodo (the puppy) had discovered - and was being attacked by - a female duck. Now, this was unusual, because normally the ducks fuck off at a great rate of knots when Frodo catapults himself into the river. Imagine my horror when I realised she had her babies with her...
Cute, fluffy, cheeping little chicks. Innocently enjoying a swim with Mum. Then Frodo's jaws of doom.
He got 2 of them.
The cunt
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