Domush
Platinum Member
Having just been "love tapped" (swift kicked) by my horse a few moments ago, I'm wondering what other people have been through when it comes to the obsession of living with non-humans. Man my calf muscle hurts. She wasn't even aiming for me, it was a warning to another horse which she's "not interested" in. I just happened to be a foot or so next to the evil nibbler. She really has to work on her aim :shocked:
Of course, that is not the worst ever, though my calf muscle may disagree. The worst has to be getting bitten in the butt by a completely trained-to-attack-anyone dog owned by some backwoods folks. Some at-the-time friends, who shouldn't have had a baby, put their kid down to walk around and, as expected (by only me, apparently), this dog made a snarling B-line straight for the 2 year old. I stooped between the kid and the dog to grab up the kid (there wasn't enough time, so it was me or the kid) and the dog took a chunk right out of my butt.
Imagine camping in the middle of nowhere and having to do first aid on your behind.. or more accurately, my wife having to do first aid. I think at the time we actually carried a first aid kit, so I was patched up fairly cleanly, but you can bet I was less than thrilled regarding my companions for the rest of the night.
So, tell us your story! Wrestle any bears lately?
Of course, that is not the worst ever, though my calf muscle may disagree. The worst has to be getting bitten in the butt by a completely trained-to-attack-anyone dog owned by some backwoods folks. Some at-the-time friends, who shouldn't have had a baby, put their kid down to walk around and, as expected (by only me, apparently), this dog made a snarling B-line straight for the 2 year old. I stooped between the kid and the dog to grab up the kid (there wasn't enough time, so it was me or the kid) and the dog took a chunk right out of my butt.
Imagine camping in the middle of nowhere and having to do first aid on your behind.. or more accurately, my wife having to do first aid. I think at the time we actually carried a first aid kit, so I was patched up fairly cleanly, but you can bet I was less than thrilled regarding my companions for the rest of the night.
So, tell us your story! Wrestle any bears lately?