Dogs are all I ever have trouble with, wild animals have infinitely more sense and will avoid you if they can. Dogs on the other hand are completely insane and their insanity is reinforced by insanity of their owners. Every encounter I have with them is pretty much a day ruined.
I've been around them my entire life and have rarely had a problem. I still get along fine (better even) with dogs around. All you need to do is look it in the eyes and then blink slowly, then look again. If the dog does the same, you're friends for life. This also works for cats.
Couple of coyotes before the break of dawn coming off of killing a goose. They tried to stand their ground for just a second but they're pretty easy to run off. Still gave us both a startle because it was a bit foggy and still dark so we kinda stumbled into one another and we're only maybe 15 paces off when we saw one another. Goose still in mouth.
Adorable even thought I'm scared of deer, they're so jumpy and unpredictable.
I walked in a pitch black wood with no working lights an autumn evening, no moon and even star light didn't penetrate the canopy.
It was pretty dumb to have walked in there so little prepared during daylight.
Was walking completely blind feeling my way through the trail when I feel a distinct scent.
I hear a deer scream no more than a step away from me and suddenly in my blind state, hearing was magnified incredibly, just hear a whole bunch of them stand up all around me and begin stampeding like crazy in all directions and I was in the midst of it.
Even felt the wind of them passing me, I doubt they saw much either.
That time I really got scared thinking any second now I'll get bodyslammed.
I was fine but felt abit guilty crashing their sleep like that afterwards, they must've been hella spooked by some rando man suddenly trying to cuddle up in their bed middle of night.
Fishing on the beach.
Crack head walked up and keep getting closer. Was doing some sort of crack head shifting his weight from one side to the other.
I was the only one on the beach, got to like 40 feet from me and watched me for like 5 min.
I had mk knife but the freak just went on down the beach.
i was walking through the woods one cold late autumn day when I decided to go a bit off trail and follow an old and overgrown abandoned logging trail. By the looks of it barely anyone goes there, the grass was more than knee-high. I was enjoying the peace and tranquility of being alone next to some trees when i saw some dark dotty things moving in the distance. Now I'm an older fella and my eyesight ain't what it used to be so i was straining to make out what it was from a distance. Upon closer inspection, they seemed to be wild boars, very common here in chechia. My first instinct was to hide behind a tree and keep an eye on them, and in retrospect that seems like a stupid idea cause if they had noticed me i better had run away. Anyway i peeked around the side of the tree and they were minding their own business, doing pig stuff and i don't know if they see better than they hear or if their sense of smell is the most important one but whatever the case they didn't see me so i just turned back. At the time i only had a hiking stick with me so i would have been fricked if the alpha male started charging at me
should have just made some noise, they would have run off.
Hiding from boars is moronet, should they get closer and then get spooked they might charge out of desperation and fear
stag in rut. charged me in the middle of the night. fled up a hunting stand and it went off.
Otherwise the boars here are pretty fearless and stand their ground, but they usually don't charge.
I had a bobcat hiss at me and act like it was about to kick my ass once.
I was fishing and got to a spot where there was no bank on the creek, so I climbed up to some adjacent railroad tracks to walk around. A bobcat strutted out onto the tracks at about 30 yards away and stared at me. Her kittens bounced out of the bushes and onto the tracks behind her. I took some pictures of her and waited for them to clear off. After about 30 seconds, she took a few steps towards me and let out a nasty-sounding hiss. I started walking backwards away from her, deciding that no fish was worth getting my ass kicked by a bobcat.
I felt a bit like a pussy for letting a 20 pound animal bully me off the creek, but I imagine that fighting a bobcat would be like fighting a whirlwind of claws and teeth. I still can’t believe she wanted to fight rather than running away.
> can’t believe she wanted to fight rather than running away. >her kittens bounced out of the bushes behind her
This better be bait because I'm about to bite.
I mean that bobcats are some of the most skittish animals around. I’ve seen a couple dozen and all of them, including the ones with kittens, have turned and ran as soon as they saw me. These aren’t grizzly bears we’re talking about here. The normal instinct for bobcats is to run and fight as a last resort. It’s unusual for a wild animal 1/10th the size of a person to act aggressively under any circumstances, unless they’re cornered, which these bobcats weren’t.
She had babies, they can't run away from some huge beast like you so her only choice was to set a boundary with you directly.
Basically telling you she'll sacrifice her life knowing you can kill her easily but the trade-off is a world of pain for you.
Maybe you could perceive it as aggressive but I see it as defensive.
Clearly it worked, she took charge of the situation, you got the message and the outcome was the best possible where nobody got hurt.
Many humans act completely moronic socially with other animals by ignoring social cues and boundaries that's why situations arise where they get hurt by wild animals who'd normally never consider touching you.
Not saying you're like that, it's what I keep seeing all the time personally.
Like one local guy here from jogging club setting up check-points, he sees a bear on trail and instead of having etiquette to stop and assess the situation he ignores bearmom completely and just continues running toward her probably thinking she'll move aside.
Bearmom had a cub and she has no choice, cub is not fast runner like some wienery 80kg human.
She pushed him down and nips him in the butt, not even enough to make him bleed mind you she's not a savage.
Jogger runs to newspaper and cries about savage wild dangerous animals almost killing him...
These ppl are super autistic when it comes to interaction with other animals.
Has there ever been report of someone being hurt by a bobcat that wasn't cornered in the back of a cage? I never heard of that shit, babies or no. Even a blackbear has potential to run away from her cubs(wouldn't test it tho)
Fishing on the beach.
Crack head walked up and keep getting closer. Was doing some sort of crack head shifting his weight from one side to the other.
I was the only one on the beach, got to like 40 feet from me and watched me for like 5 min.
I had mk knife but the freak just went on down the beach.
A crackhead will get stabbed twice, snatch the knife away like nothing happened and go to town on you with your own toy
Id love to see a crackhead survive what im carrying in my 1911. 7 .45 ACP (Anti Colored Persons) with hollow points +P aimed precisely at centermass and centerface and blowing his snot out the back of his head. Take that crack fiend Black person!
Was standing still on a trail talking to somebody and a Sapsucker started swooping at my head before landing on me and pecking me in the head. What a dick. That shirt hurt.
>fishing alone on 3x20m natural 'pier' formation in lake in n.w. sweden >2h hike from logging road >0 phone cover >suddenly an animal charges at me through the underbrush >beaver? Too big. Moose?? Too fast >it jumps out >it's a fricking brown bear >it stops >stares at me like "What the frick??" >my way off the 'pier' is blocked by a bear >bears way to my lunch+4 gutted trouts is blocked by me
. >I say "Åh, hej björne! Hejjjjj!" like the bear is my dog and I just got home >"nuhpf!" the bear replies while doing a happy dog 'wanna play?' front paw jump >He's kinda small >prolly first season with no mommy/siblings >definitely first human >i keep talking like hes a dog >he keeps acting identical to a dog wanting to play >paw jumps, stare-spin 360-stare, and running off like I'm supposed to chase him >contemplating actually chasing after >bear best friend >might get eaten tho >take some pics >he seems let down by me just standing there for several minutes >sniffs the air and >runs off back into the underbrush
. >im packing up >he comes swiming towards me/the trout guts >doesnt dare go to shore
an adult bear would have fricked me up and stolen my food. An adult human would have scared the bear. But this bear was at the same point in his bear life as i was in mine, taking his first unsure steps into the loneliness of adulthood while still missing his family, still wanting to play, and not yet having learned that you frick people over or you get fricked over in life. So we just met for a few minutes. >have a moment making this narrative watching the bear swim away in the afternoon sun >dump out all my food >hike back to car
Bit OT since I wasn't threatened but wild animal involved out in boonies
>visit family i hadn't visited for like 8 years >stay for several weeks >see a black streak in corner of my eyes now and then, don't reflect much over it >2 weeks in see black cat sitting on window sill outside >"didn't know you had another cat?" >"it's wild, gonna call someone who can shoot it" >it comes in to eat sometimes, any movement of anyone it bolts outside at mach speeds >over weeks cat notices i'm a new face, takes a long time but it checks me out at a distance. >when i look back it bolts >winter approaches, cat getting obviously hungry and comes often to see if any food can be found >their other cat doesn't tolerate wild cat well >I get some luxurious wet food and huge conflict of hunger and waryness visible >hunger takes over, it takes biggest bite i've ever seen a cat take and runs off to nom it >comes back to finish it once i left enough space >next day it comes inside sitting on kitchen counter staring at me with the hugest grin >"didn't know cats can do facial expressions" >irresistible grin, i give more quality wet food >it tolerates my presence without bolting >time to go home >say i'm taking this cat with me >"ok" >we are inseparable besties for life now >she's sleeping on my lap as i'm writing this
>out at a local pond swimming with family >just a couple of us kids swimming while the adults are playing with a bonfire/drinking >uncle spots 2 water moccasins crawl into the water on the other side of the pond >draws his pistol and shoots both of them dead before any of us kids realize the snakes were in the water
pretty fricking insane shots with a pistol from the distance it was, everyone was impressed
>be me >34 >about 9 am >inna park >drunk as frick >swinging onna swing >cute lil chipmonk appears >i stop swinging >little furry homosexual attacks me >get arrested for public intoxication and indecent exposure >lose my job >get evicted >have to get rabbies shots >cant go to that park anymore >i liked that park
i was awakened by loud snorting and trampling around
first i thought there was a loose cow smelling my tent but it was a moose that ran away soon as i emerged from my tent
my best wake up call was when i was canoeing and sleeping on a small island in the middle of nowhere
there were atleast 10 ducks circling around my tent making noise and trying to walk on top of the weird green sphere
i must have spent around 15 minutes just enjoying the moment when morning sun made moving duck shadows across my tent and thinking if i should grad one for dinner, i never did eat any of them but i remember them funny bastards always
>paddling around in my canoe, fishing, having a great time >paddle into a small inlet (barely) >out of nowhere clearly hear the warning call of a female moose >NOPE the frick outa there
>chilling in my tent >start hearing rustling >boars ALL around me >stay in, if i die, i die
>sleeping just under a tarp >got woken up by a cute wienerer spaniel licking my face and the owner profusely apologizing
Walking home one night, came across a lynx, it didn't give a shit and walked right past me, close enough that I could have kneed it in the face.
In Peru we set up camp and a heard of llamas decided to investigate and trash the camp and tents when we spooked them coming out.
Thailand we came across a wolves den, throughly unintended, they made their presence known and we backed off slowly. No doubt they could of took us but fortunately for us they were just being territorial.
Chased by a badger after it spotted me feeding its cub. I thought it was just the cub, didn't realise mommy was present.
Had a Baskin shark nudge our boat, not threatening directly but it could have easily sunk us.
Wild animals aren't stupid, they know if they frick up it's death. It's better to avoid a fight then risk it unless you're fighting for survival (food/offspring).
Domesticated animals are more risky, they get used to care and know if they frick up there's a safety net.
I was a really fricking stupid kid that thought animals wanted me to pet them as much as I wanted to pet them, which frequently resulted in me booking it after any living creature in the state of Florida >bear? check >panther? check >deer? check >skunks, opossums, and armadillos? triple check >literal sharks in the ocean? you bet your ass
Apparently one time we were going on a nature walk and my parents had to turn around and leave the dog in the car so they could put the leash on me instead. My father maintains that the most offensive thing he's ever laughed at was the ACK sound I made when I clotheslined myself on the leash trying to run after a stray coyote
picrel is my parents keeping me away from dangerous animals
>My father maintains that the most offensive thing he's ever laughed at was the ACK sound I made when I clotheslined myself on the leas
he was momentarily thinking of the happiness that he would get if you ackd yourself
>be me, about 10 >move to rural area >skip school and decide to just keep walking down one random country road >wild horse appears >it is snorting and jumping around and looks either horny or angry >i poopoo inside >horse runs at me >legs turn to jelly as i waddle away >horse knocks me down in the road, jumps a hedge and disappears >i cry
One day I came home and some loose shitbulls were defending my front porch. This was before I carried a 38.
>OP said wild animal
>that must mean domesticated dogs I hate
>better mention my gun so they know I'm tough
jej
Domesticated pitbull?
Man-made horror is not wild.
>.38
>tough
>domesticated dog
>shitbull
pick one
There's nothing wild about pitbulls, they were made by men and can only survive with men.
>I don't know anything about dog breeds: the post
How often do you meet completely independent pitbulls in forests and mountains?
About daily if you live in the south. People breed them for fighting and then dump them at a park or outside of town all the time.
>at a park or outside of town
Sounds like you're not going far in nature at all. They're still dependant on man's resources to survive.
I wouldn't know, I don't live in the south :^)
>t. dog fricking white-hispanic woman
No no, just white. Stop pretending to be ethnic, Becky.
Dogs are all I ever have trouble with, wild animals have infinitely more sense and will avoid you if they can. Dogs on the other hand are completely insane and their insanity is reinforced by insanity of their owners. Every encounter I have with them is pretty much a day ruined.
Why? What happens to make dogs attack you?
I've been around them my entire life and have rarely had a problem. I still get along fine (better even) with dogs around. All you need to do is look it in the eyes and then blink slowly, then look again. If the dog does the same, you're friends for life. This also works for cats.
Couple of coyotes before the break of dawn coming off of killing a goose. They tried to stand their ground for just a second but they're pretty easy to run off. Still gave us both a startle because it was a bit foggy and still dark so we kinda stumbled into one another and we're only maybe 15 paces off when we saw one another. Goose still in mouth.
I was camping under the stars and woke up to a deer licking my back. I think she was looking for minerals.
Adorable even thought I'm scared of deer, they're so jumpy and unpredictable.
I walked in a pitch black wood with no working lights an autumn evening, no moon and even star light didn't penetrate the canopy.
It was pretty dumb to have walked in there so little prepared during daylight.
Was walking completely blind feeling my way through the trail when I feel a distinct scent.
I hear a deer scream no more than a step away from me and suddenly in my blind state, hearing was magnified incredibly, just hear a whole bunch of them stand up all around me and begin stampeding like crazy in all directions and I was in the midst of it.
Even felt the wind of them passing me, I doubt they saw much either.
That time I really got scared thinking any second now I'll get bodyslammed.
I was fine but felt abit guilty crashing their sleep like that afterwards, they must've been hella spooked by some rando man suddenly trying to cuddle up in their bed middle of night.
You like to post this a lot, don't you.
I can see why. It's a great shot. The deer is adorable and so is that anon's hand.
you're obviously jelly
This is why I always sleep with a stiff, salty wiener poking out
Fishing on the beach.
Crack head walked up and keep getting closer. Was doing some sort of crack head shifting his weight from one side to the other.
I was the only one on the beach, got to like 40 feet from me and watched me for like 5 min.
I had mk knife but the freak just went on down the beach.
pack of coyotes surrounded my dog i ran up to them yelling and flailing my arms and legs fortunately they got spooked
i was walking through the woods one cold late autumn day when I decided to go a bit off trail and follow an old and overgrown abandoned logging trail. By the looks of it barely anyone goes there, the grass was more than knee-high. I was enjoying the peace and tranquility of being alone next to some trees when i saw some dark dotty things moving in the distance. Now I'm an older fella and my eyesight ain't what it used to be so i was straining to make out what it was from a distance. Upon closer inspection, they seemed to be wild boars, very common here in chechia. My first instinct was to hide behind a tree and keep an eye on them, and in retrospect that seems like a stupid idea cause if they had noticed me i better had run away. Anyway i peeked around the side of the tree and they were minding their own business, doing pig stuff and i don't know if they see better than they hear or if their sense of smell is the most important one but whatever the case they didn't see me so i just turned back. At the time i only had a hiking stick with me so i would have been fricked if the alpha male started charging at me
should have just made some noise, they would have run off.
Hiding from boars is moronet, should they get closer and then get spooked they might charge out of desperation and fear
stag in rut. charged me in the middle of the night. fled up a hunting stand and it went off.
Otherwise the boars here are pretty fearless and stand their ground, but they usually don't charge.
I had a bobcat hiss at me and act like it was about to kick my ass once.
I was fishing and got to a spot where there was no bank on the creek, so I climbed up to some adjacent railroad tracks to walk around. A bobcat strutted out onto the tracks at about 30 yards away and stared at me. Her kittens bounced out of the bushes and onto the tracks behind her. I took some pictures of her and waited for them to clear off. After about 30 seconds, she took a few steps towards me and let out a nasty-sounding hiss. I started walking backwards away from her, deciding that no fish was worth getting my ass kicked by a bobcat.
I felt a bit like a pussy for letting a 20 pound animal bully me off the creek, but I imagine that fighting a bobcat would be like fighting a whirlwind of claws and teeth. I still can’t believe she wanted to fight rather than running away.
> can’t believe she wanted to fight rather than running away.
>her kittens bounced out of the bushes behind her
This better be bait because I'm about to bite.
I mean that bobcats are some of the most skittish animals around. I’ve seen a couple dozen and all of them, including the ones with kittens, have turned and ran as soon as they saw me. These aren’t grizzly bears we’re talking about here. The normal instinct for bobcats is to run and fight as a last resort. It’s unusual for a wild animal 1/10th the size of a person to act aggressively under any circumstances, unless they’re cornered, which these bobcats weren’t.
She had babies, they can't run away from some huge beast like you so her only choice was to set a boundary with you directly.
Basically telling you she'll sacrifice her life knowing you can kill her easily but the trade-off is a world of pain for you.
Maybe you could perceive it as aggressive but I see it as defensive.
Clearly it worked, she took charge of the situation, you got the message and the outcome was the best possible where nobody got hurt.
Many humans act completely moronic socially with other animals by ignoring social cues and boundaries that's why situations arise where they get hurt by wild animals who'd normally never consider touching you.
Not saying you're like that, it's what I keep seeing all the time personally.
Like one local guy here from jogging club setting up check-points, he sees a bear on trail and instead of having etiquette to stop and assess the situation he ignores bearmom completely and just continues running toward her probably thinking she'll move aside.
Bearmom had a cub and she has no choice, cub is not fast runner like some wienery 80kg human.
She pushed him down and nips him in the butt, not even enough to make him bleed mind you she's not a savage.
Jogger runs to newspaper and cries about savage wild dangerous animals almost killing him...
These ppl are super autistic when it comes to interaction with other animals.
Has there ever been report of someone being hurt by a bobcat that wasn't cornered in the back of a cage? I never heard of that shit, babies or no. Even a blackbear has potential to run away from her cubs(wouldn't test it tho)
A crackhead will get stabbed twice, snatch the knife away like nothing happened and go to town on you with your own toy
Id love to see a crackhead survive what im carrying in my 1911. 7 .45 ACP (Anti Colored Persons) with hollow points +P aimed precisely at centermass and centerface and blowing his snot out the back of his head. Take that crack fiend Black person!
God it's satisfying knowing that mumma bear bit that homosexuals ass.
>mumma
>calls someone else homosexual
What did he mean by this?
Domesticated but a horse bit me right on the chest once when I cut through the field.
Horse spoke to me once
tell the rest you homosexual.
Was standing still on a trail talking to somebody and a Sapsucker started swooping at my head before landing on me and pecking me in the head. What a dick. That shirt hurt.
>fishing alone on 3x20m natural 'pier' formation in lake in n.w. sweden
>2h hike from logging road
>0 phone cover
>suddenly an animal charges at me through the underbrush
>beaver? Too big. Moose?? Too fast
>it jumps out
>it's a fricking brown bear
>it stops
>stares at me like "What the frick??"
>my way off the 'pier' is blocked by a bear
>bears way to my lunch+4 gutted trouts is blocked by me
.
>I say "Åh, hej björne! Hejjjjj!" like the bear is my dog and I just got home
>"nuhpf!" the bear replies while doing a happy dog 'wanna play?' front paw jump
>He's kinda small
>prolly first season with no mommy/siblings
>definitely first human
>i keep talking like hes a dog
>he keeps acting identical to a dog wanting to play
>paw jumps, stare-spin 360-stare, and running off like I'm supposed to chase him
>contemplating actually chasing after
>bear best friend
>might get eaten tho
>take some pics
>he seems let down by me just standing there for several minutes
>sniffs the air and
>runs off back into the underbrush
.
>im packing up
>he comes swiming towards me/the trout guts
>doesnt dare go to shore
an adult bear would have fricked me up and stolen my food. An adult human would have scared the bear. But this bear was at the same point in his bear life as i was in mine, taking his first unsure steps into the loneliness of adulthood while still missing his family, still wanting to play, and not yet having learned that you frick people over or you get fricked over in life. So we just met for a few minutes.
>have a moment making this narrative watching the bear swim away in the afternoon sun
>dump out all my food
>hike back to car
Beautiful story
Thanks anon
Bit OT since I wasn't threatened but wild animal involved out in boonies
>visit family i hadn't visited for like 8 years
>stay for several weeks
>see a black streak in corner of my eyes now and then, don't reflect much over it
>2 weeks in see black cat sitting on window sill outside
>"didn't know you had another cat?"
>"it's wild, gonna call someone who can shoot it"
>it comes in to eat sometimes, any movement of anyone it bolts outside at mach speeds
>over weeks cat notices i'm a new face, takes a long time but it checks me out at a distance.
>when i look back it bolts
>winter approaches, cat getting obviously hungry and comes often to see if any food can be found
>their other cat doesn't tolerate wild cat well
>I get some luxurious wet food and huge conflict of hunger and waryness visible
>hunger takes over, it takes biggest bite i've ever seen a cat take and runs off to nom it
>comes back to finish it once i left enough space
>next day it comes inside sitting on kitchen counter staring at me with the hugest grin
>"didn't know cats can do facial expressions"
>irresistible grin, i give more quality wet food
>it tolerates my presence without bolting
>time to go home
>say i'm taking this cat with me
>"ok"
>we are inseparable besties for life now
>she's sleeping on my lap as i'm writing this
post picture of kitty
>out at a local pond swimming with family
>just a couple of us kids swimming while the adults are playing with a bonfire/drinking
>uncle spots 2 water moccasins crawl into the water on the other side of the pond
>draws his pistol and shoots both of them dead before any of us kids realize the snakes were in the water
pretty fricking insane shots with a pistol from the distance it was, everyone was impressed
That deflection was slick.
you need those kind of combat skills to survive a year as a fast food wagie.
STAAAANDING HERE
I REEEEAAAAALIZE
Once I found 20 pound paper note on the ground outside, an older kid saw me grab it and tried to pull it out of my hands.
Dikkk less Black person lover wasn't even strong enough and I was severely underweight and only 12 at the time.
>be me
>34
>about 9 am
>inna park
>drunk as frick
>swinging onna swing
>cute lil chipmonk appears
>i stop swinging
>little furry homosexual attacks me
>get arrested for public intoxication and indecent exposure
>lose my job
>get evicted
>have to get rabbies shots
>cant go to that park anymore
>i liked that park
>little furry homosexual attacks me
>get arrested for public intoxication and indecent exposure
i feel like you missed a significant part of the story
He missed the part where he boofed some bathtub gak and was caught by the local sheriff for attempting to beat off in a park.
We upset a buffalo in the Badlands National Park. A bear once got a little pissy with me when I was playing the banjo in GSMNP also.
One time I was sleeping outside, a small lizard bit my toe and made me jump
i was awakened by loud snorting and trampling around
first i thought there was a loose cow smelling my tent but it was a moose that ran away soon as i emerged from my tent
my best wake up call was when i was canoeing and sleeping on a small island in the middle of nowhere
there were atleast 10 ducks circling around my tent making noise and trying to walk on top of the weird green sphere
i must have spent around 15 minutes just enjoying the moment when morning sun made moving duck shadows across my tent and thinking if i should grad one for dinner, i never did eat any of them but i remember them funny bastards always
>paddling around in my canoe, fishing, having a great time
>paddle into a small inlet (barely)
>out of nowhere clearly hear the warning call of a female moose
>NOPE the frick outa there
>chilling in my tent
>start hearing rustling
>boars ALL around me
>stay in, if i die, i die
>sleeping just under a tarp
>got woken up by a cute wienerer spaniel licking my face and the owner profusely apologizing
Walking home one night, came across a lynx, it didn't give a shit and walked right past me, close enough that I could have kneed it in the face.
In Peru we set up camp and a heard of llamas decided to investigate and trash the camp and tents when we spooked them coming out.
Thailand we came across a wolves den, throughly unintended, they made their presence known and we backed off slowly. No doubt they could of took us but fortunately for us they were just being territorial.
Chased by a badger after it spotted me feeding its cub. I thought it was just the cub, didn't realise mommy was present.
Had a Baskin shark nudge our boat, not threatening directly but it could have easily sunk us.
The undertone of this thread for me, is: dangerous wild animals avoid confrontation unless they have absolutely no choice. Nice thing to think about.
Wild animals aren't stupid, they know if they frick up it's death. It's better to avoid a fight then risk it unless you're fighting for survival (food/offspring).
Domesticated animals are more risky, they get used to care and know if they frick up there's a safety net.
I was a really fricking stupid kid that thought animals wanted me to pet them as much as I wanted to pet them, which frequently resulted in me booking it after any living creature in the state of Florida
>bear? check
>panther? check
>deer? check
>skunks, opossums, and armadillos? triple check
>literal sharks in the ocean? you bet your ass
Apparently one time we were going on a nature walk and my parents had to turn around and leave the dog in the car so they could put the leash on me instead. My father maintains that the most offensive thing he's ever laughed at was the ACK sound I made when I clotheslined myself on the leash trying to run after a stray coyote
picrel is my parents keeping me away from dangerous animals
haha awesome
>My father maintains that the most offensive thing he's ever laughed at was the ACK sound I made when I clotheslined myself on the leas
he was momentarily thinking of the happiness that he would get if you ackd yourself
I had a bear charge me while gardening before because he wanted to raid my trash can
>be me, about 10
>move to rural area
>skip school and decide to just keep walking down one random country road
>wild horse appears
>it is snorting and jumping around and looks either horny or angry
>i poopoo inside
>horse runs at me
>legs turn to jelly as i waddle away
>horse knocks me down in the road, jumps a hedge and disappears
>i cry
>Times when you were threatened by a wild animal
This has never happened to me in 53 years.
Go outside then
anyone ever deal with wild monkeys
I live in Chicago
They got wild monkeys in Chicago???
Bump
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