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Rampage. A Real rampage.
Today brought the sad news of a zookeeper being killed in what is probably South America's second most embarrassing way to die: Killed by an anteater.
I'm lucky, I thought as I walked into my room. My anteater is a nice little thing. Imagine being mauled by an echidna...
My room was trashed. Fips had escaped from his bed-cage and rampaged through my room. A newspaper had been shredded into confetti, the bottom rows the book shelves had all been emptied with the books scattered all over the place. Towels were pulled from racks. My laundry on the floor smelled of echidna wizz. The carpet...
Fips had burrowed under the edges of the carpet, shredding a strip 6" wide and 2 feet long. Underfelt fragments were scattered all over. He found the old rolled scrap near a wall and crawled inside to sleep, which is where I found him.
Tonight I will be making sure his cage is well locked. I do not want to wake up to discover myself being mauled to death by a pissed off echidna. That would be Australia's third-most embarrassing way to die.
I'm lucky, I thought as I walked into my room. My anteater is a nice little thing. Imagine being mauled by an echidna...
My room was trashed. Fips had escaped from his bed-cage and rampaged through my room. A newspaper had been shredded into confetti, the bottom rows the book shelves had all been emptied with the books scattered all over the place. Towels were pulled from racks. My laundry on the floor smelled of echidna wizz. The carpet...
Fips had burrowed under the edges of the carpet, shredding a strip 6" wide and 2 feet long. Underfelt fragments were scattered all over. He found the old rolled scrap near a wall and crawled inside to sleep, which is where I found him.
Tonight I will be making sure his cage is well locked. I do not want to wake up to discover myself being mauled to death by a pissed off echidna. That would be Australia's third-most embarrassing way to die.
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Oh Fips... Well, Den.... at least you know your books are free of termites... Or something.
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but the most embarressing way to die? drop-bear *nods sagely*
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*goes looking that up*
Oh my!
"According to legend, Drop Bears are dangerous creatures that hide in gum trees. You can tell if one of them is hiding in a tree by lying on your back beneath the tree and spitting upwards. If the Drop Bear is up there, it'll spit back."
*Pictures many a tourist going from gum tree to gum tree attempting this.*
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combine the two, add a pouch, what have you got? Drop Bears! =8D
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o/ Come to Australia... you might accidently get killed. o/
o/ Your blood is bound to be spilled.
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I suspect Fips was hungry, or very bored. If it weren't for his fondness for the rolled up carpet (substiute burrow?), I could see him lurking quietly behind the door, "patently on the idear of escape!". He's that most dangerous of creatures!:D
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I think the little joker is in need of some outside diversive stimulus.:D
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1. Mauled to death by a wobbiegon shark
2. Trying to crawl down a wombat burro, and being crushed to death by the wombat as it presses its bum against the ceiling.
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Damn, that's funny!
I've had the dubious experience of having my hybrid pillage the house. Never, never piss off anything with wildlife blood running through it. He shredded the carpet, the padding, and the floor. He tore the blinds off the window. He peed on my clean laundry and then on the dirty laundry. He left a "present" on my pillow on the bed.
I feel for you, man.
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