Monday, June 25, 2007

The Upper Hand

Recently eaten: turkey chili with green peas
Recent annoyance: dust bunnies

Sometimes, when watching Man vs. Wild, I think that maybe my survival instinct would kick in if I really needed it. I can't swim, but maybe some feral buoyancy from millennia of living in the wilderness pre-civilization would suddenly rise to my arms and legs and I'd at least bob to safety. Then, I read something like the article below and realize that I'm just cat food.

Vietnam Vet Strangles Rabid Bobcat
A 62-year-old Vietnam veteran said he was acting on instinct when he strangled a rabid 25-pound bobcat that attacked him on his back porch.

Dale Rippy endured the bobcat’s slashes and bites until it clawed into a position where he could grab it by the throat. Then he strangled it.

Rippy said it was clear the crazed bobcat had to be stopped.

“I was bleeding everyplace,” Rippy said of the May 30 attack. “If that cat had attacked a child, it would’ve been really bad. It wouldn’t have quit.”

Rippy’s neighbors in the suburban Central Florida neighborhood called for help. Tests showed the dead bobcat was rabid. Rippy was treated for exposure to rabies, and several bites and cuts.

Authorities praised Rippy for clear thinking under pressure.

“We give this guy a lot of credit for what he did,” said Pasco County Animal Control Manager Denise Hilton. “The man was definitely using his head when he did that. If he let the cat go, we could have had more victims.”

"This is just like back on that PT boat in 'nam"

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