both from Tam. First, on the jumpy side, a jogger gets his bell rung by a kangaroo.
Mr Striegl was knocked unconscious and remembers little about the attack...
Yeah, unconsciousness kind of messes with your memory of the event.
Second, on the toothy side,
Wolves in Alaska are suspected of killing a teacher in an isolated village while she was out jogging.
An autopsy has revealed that Candice Berner, 32, died of injuries sustained in an animal attack, officials said.
Her body was dragged off a rural road, leaving a bloody track, into the nearby bush and was surrounded by wolf tracks.
To borrow Tam's words, "What I want to know is how come the same person who would never walk alone through a dark alley in New York City will go and "experience" the wilderness by themselves without so much as a dull butter knife to their name. I've got news for you, hippie: If you live in the backwoods of Alaska, once you step out your front door, you are no longer the top link on the food chain."
Guy I used to know was in the Air Force for 23 years, and spent two at a base somewhere the hell out in Alaska. At that time he said in winter there were two big rules: going outside the fence alone was a court-martial offense(you could die from a broken ankle before they could find you), and NO group went outside the fence without at least one member being armed: the top of the food chain in the area was big, hairy and considered anything it could catch as food. And the people who ran the base didn't have any Disney-fied illusions about it.
As to the belief "If I'm not threatening, the animals won't bother me", Peter Capstick once wrote that upon being told by a hunter that "I don't believe in curses", one of the locals who'd warned him about a local witch doctor informed him that he didn't have to believe in it for the curse to work; doesn't matter how much you believe in the sweet furry friendly animals if one decides you look tasty or he just doesn't like the way you part your hair.
Added: just because someone left it at Og's place: