I 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.
(, Thu 24 Apr 2008, 14:45)
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Ex-Mr Monkey is twunt on a major scale. It takes most people a few meeting to see that, animals on the other hand can spot it right away (yeah for animals).
One occasion we went for a walk, bumped into a mate walking her dog. Dog makes a fuss of me, makes a fuss of Monkey jrs, goes up to ex as if to make a fuss of him but instead bites him. Not a major attack but I love that Dog!! (He is still the only person that Dog has ever biten)
Length - only seconds but he moaned about his hand hurting for ages.
(, Sun 27 Apr 2008, 11:10, closed)
My present bf, I am discovering, appears to also be a bit of a twunt. My cat absolutely adores him and has been known to cry outside the door when we shut him out of the bedroom.
(, Mon 28 Apr 2008, 11:55, closed)
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