I’m not big on wildlife. That’s not say that I don’t appreciate the importance of nature. I do. I even marvel in the majesty of it. I just don’t want to be out in it for too long. I have a deep fear of being devoured by the predators that roam freely upon this vast planet of ours and as such, choose to avoid activities that put me on a collision course with these animals.
Being the sick, demented person that I am, I find myself drawn to news stories about
the lesser intelligent ones those among us that fall victim to these predators. I don’t wish to diminish the significance of their deaths. Any loss of life, no matter the circumstance, is tragic and I have great sympathy for their loved ones. However, I will readily admit that these kinds of stories give me a feeling of vindication, a sort of “I told you so”, aimed at all those who made fun of me for my irrationality.
Every Friday for the last couple of months, I’ve posted a little blog entry about the things I learned in the preceding days. I reflect on this and that, things that happen to me, an inspirational quote or two, news stories that make me laugh or shock me, etc. One of the recurring themes that has emerged with these entries has been the frequency of animal attacks on humans.
At the suggestion of my fellow WC-er, Kelly, I am going to do a little experiment. I am going to attempt to construct a blog every Wednesday devoted entirely to animal attacks and sightings that make the news. Just a few, don’t want to overload the senses and it might very well be a short-lived thing.
Here are a few that I’ve come across or have been provided in recent days:
On September 4th, in Bunker Bay, Australia, near a surfing spot called the Boneyard (really?), a 21-year-old man was bitten in half while bodyboarding. The suspect? A Great White. It is, after all, Australia. No one saw the attack or the alleged attacker, but the presence of copious amounts of blood in the water was a sure indicator that something was amiss. You can read this truly gruesome story [here].
- On September 5th, outside of Oslo, Norway, an uphill race competitor was attacked and injured by a moose. As you can see from the picture, the moose seems quite irritated. I guess he had enough of those silly uphill racers trespassing through his territory. Can’t say that I blame him.
- Last week, a 90-year-old woman out for a stroll was viciously attacked by an alligator in Copeland, Florida. She lost her leg but thankfully, she survived. You can read her story [here]. I really have nothing snarky to say about this one. This woman wasn’t doing anything stupid – just found herself in the wrong place, at the wrong time, with a hungry alligator on the hunt. Could happen to the best of us. Well, except me, of course. You will never find me meandering by a drainage ditch in Florida.
- On September 2nd, in Birmingham, England, a woman awoke to find a fox standing on her chest, clawing at her face. It appears fox attacks are becoming a big problem in the UK. Who knew? You can read this woman’s harrowing story [here].
- In late August, a woman in Freeport, Maine rolled her jeep several times and then struck a tree. Her reason for the crash? A spider. It apparently appeared in front of her face, out of the blue, while she was driving. In her attempt to swat it away, she lost control of her vehicle. Now, I know this is not really an animal attack, but it made me laugh – and think of my friend Bobbi’s husband, Gabe, who squeals like a girl whenever he sees a spider.
And last, but not least:
- In Sweden, an elk had to be rescued after becoming entangled in a tree. It appears the wayward elk went on a fermented apple bender and in his attempt to indulge further, got himself good and stuck. Sweden is a socialist country, perhaps they have state funded elk rehab. He obviously needs an intervention. You can read more about this [here].
See? I told you so. Mother Nature is a nasty bitch and so are her minions. I think they are mobilizing for something. Something big. Perhaps a full on assault against the human race. A campaign to take back their land. I think it is only the beginning. The worst is yet to come.
***Special thanks to everyone who sent me animal attack articles.
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When I die, if I come back as an elk, I’m going to Sweden.
The spider one is 100% reasonable to me. I have a fear of a critter of some sort pop up while I’m driving. I always freak out when Chris leaves my windows vented while my car is parked in the garage. I am fine with Mr. Gecko on my wall, but heaven help him if he gets in my car, my house, or my shower.