Animals Attack

[Mitsuki]

Ever had a wrestling match with a bear and lived to tell a story about it? Maybe you've faced a snarling wolf out in the woods one night, but fate decreed that you live. So tell us all about your encounters with any creatures, whether it resulted in a messy situation or something close to it.

I seem to have bad luck with dogs when I was younger. One memory I will never forget was when I was...four years old, I think. One of my relative's bitch just had her puppies, and everyone was outside the shed, looking in on what should have been a very precious moment. I was a few yards away from them, curious and...well, just curious. I thought, "Aww, I want to see the puppies too." And maybe the dog heard my thoughts and it came across as threatning for some reason, because all of a sudden she leaped out from the shed and viciously attacked me. I was on the ground, crying for help...or rather I was just screaming...and I saw my cousins looking at me, frozen from shock. It took several more seconds before someone came running to help me out. Unfortunately, I already had a few bite marks. xD

Years later, when I was 12 years old, visiting the country, I saw that same dog. She was really old. We sorta became friends, though I was still very wary.

I had several more encounters with random dogs where they'd end up chasing me. I acquired a few more bite marks. I was told one time that if a dog was barking at me, to just sit down. Bullshit, it didn't work.

I'm actually a dog-owner now and he's the sweetest dog ever. But I don't really go near him.

 

[Big Casino]

Im so glad i live in a country where there are no bears. Id be petrified if i came across a bear in real life while out camping or something.
Ive never ever been bitten by a dog. I grew up with dogs and theyve alwyas seemed to get on with me. I do remember ecountering a large wild cat when i was younger. It was on the defensive with its fur bushed up and back hunched but it backed off when my dog came along. Thats really all there is Ive never really had any run-ins with animals before.

 

[Linnaete]

Swans are more vicious than you would think. Sure, they're one of the most graceful species that have ever graced the earth with their majestic looks, but they are aggressive when you've pissed them off.

I was about five or six when I was thrown into Round 1 with a swan. There were a couple of them in a park area and I wandered away from my parents and the pathway to get a closer look at them. I probably disturbed them or something, but one of them started flapping and chasing after me. Considering I was young and diminutive at the time, the swan was practically nearly bigger than I was. They may lack teeth, but their beaks surely compensate for that. I don't remember how I survived that and no one was gracious enough to stand there filming it with amusement, but I suppose fate just decided to spare me before my dad would do anything to harm the aggressive swan and possibly piss off the Queen.

Round 2 was similar. I was in Southport by the lake area and there was this patch of grass that had a few swans running around. I was again about 6 years old and we were heading back to the door when somehow one of them struck my bum from behind. I can't remember how I survived that one either, but I thought about complaining to the Queen at the rate this was going, telling her that her animals were going to kill me at this rate. Since then, I've hated birds.

EDIT: Seagulls attack my car nearly every day as well. Damn these avian marauders!

 

[moogling]

Luckily I've never had any animal attack me, but one time it did come close. I was in New Jersey visiting some family, I was probably about 11 or 12 perhaps. I was bored in the house with a bunch of adults. I forget exactly what it was but I remember wanting to get something out of my mom's car, so she gave me the keys to go get it. I went out and right as I'm about to click the unlock button I hear an extremely angry growl, look over and see a huge dalmatian. Mind you I'm still tiny. I'm fairly certain it was the family I was visiting's dog. I was just absolutely petrified so I just stood there and thought about what I should do and I ended up slowly opening the door and sitting in the car for a little bit until he calmed down and went away. He probably just didn't recognize me and figured I wasn't someone the family would want on the property.

Other than that I've never had any encounters that I can remember at least.

 

[Will Graham]

Ah yes I have felt the cold jaws of fate bite down around my ankle, in the form of a most nefarious and despicable hound.

My two best pals and I were walking out of one of their houses, as we came around the corner we saw a tiny, fluffy, white terrier break away as his owner tried to put a lead on him. She called out to us in the depths of desperation 'heeyer lads please stop me dag'. Being the heroic young gentleman I am, I leapt out in front of the rapidly approaching beast and yelled 'ahhhhUHAHAHUH' or something to that effect.

I expected the animal to be shocked, and return cowering to its waiting owner. Sadly in my infinite beauty, I had underestimated the foul darkness of this creature's abysmal soul. It leapt at me, its entire body splitting into one giant gaping maw of fangs like stalagmites. Not just stalagmites, but stalactites also!

This hound of the Baskervilles fastened itself to my shin like a canine vice grips, and all I could think was 'holy shit this is a real thing that is happening right now'. I managed to remove it after a few minutes by whacking it against a brick wall repeatedly. I then scaled said wall post-haste, as the beast roused itself and began to chase me.

I hovered in fear on the wall, with the creature attempting to leap at me like a desperate frat boy trying to get his rocks off with a drunken fat chick. After a few minutes it's owner managed to wrangle it and walked off without a thank you, my pals laughed the entire time.

 

[Toshiya]

Where I live you get a lot of seaguls, and they're actually really quite violent

There are 2 events that stick in my mind, that I can laugh about now, but at the time, were pretty scary

One was when I was 4 years old, I was sat on a bench eating some chips and a seagul swooped down and snatched the box clean out of my hands, catching my hand with its beak as it went. Cue chips all over the floor, a sore hand and a crying 4-year-old.
The other was last summer, sat on the beach with a friend eating ice creams. A seagul swooped down and attacked my ice cream. Only, it didn't quite manage to get it, and my ice cream collapsed and went EVERYWHERE and it got my hand too. Though, since I was 16, I laughed at it after the initial shock of what.

But yeah, we don't really get any dangerous animals in this country. The most dangerous animal I know is my cat. One time he ripped me to shreds because I was stroking him and my dad decided to get our new hoover out turns out the noise spooked him pretty bad and he went mental. He ripped a hole on my tshirt (a really big one as well ) and I still have the scars. Luckily his claws avoided my face.

 

[Bambi]

Im so glad i live in a country where there are no bears. Id be petrified if i came across a bear in real life while out camping or something.

lews worst nightmare: trapped on a roller coaster with a bear

Ive been bitten by animals loads, mostly my own fault. my gran had a chicken hawk for a cockatiel, that wa a vicious little fuck and had me loads. Velcro has had me more times than i care to remember. Ive been bit onthe lip and whipped round the head by a tail from an iguana and bit on the lip by a guinea pig. ive also been bitten by a hen

Me and my mum got chased by a gaggle of guard geese when i was about 6 one morning at the crack of dawn. we had to jump in to the back of an articulated lorry (we were in her works yard) and wait to be rescued. Geece are the nastiest fuckers ever. i always seem to have run ins with them. i remember going to a nearby park with an ex that had a massive lake and i swear to god, all the scene was missing was the foreboding music, there were geece every where and this one, that took an instant dislike to me FROM THE OTHER SIDE OF THE LAKE just honed in on me, came all the way across the lake, got out of the water and chased us

they must smell my fear.

 

[Stock Choengroux]

When I was a little kid, dogs always sensed fear in me, 'cause whenever I was near a big, mean dog, right whenever my mind says, "RUN," the dog starts chasing after me. I was out of shape and I couldn't run a mile without huffing and puffing, too, but somehow I guess when you're running for you dear life, you find a way to do it.

 

[Not of Rust]

I was attacked by dogs a couple times when I was a pre-schooler.

First time was my grandmother's neighbor's little shit stain. It always barked when it would see anyone but was always tied up. i decided to wander over and pet it and the thing tied into my stomach.

Second was my neighbor across the street. I was friends with their son of the same age and they had a nasty black lab (It was like that dog from Dragon Quest VIII). They usually kept it locked up in a bedroom when people were over but one day we wandered in and it was loose and it took after me like stink on shit. Really tore up my arm good before the kids mother could pull it off.

I got socked in the beanbag by a goat at a petting zoo once. He didn't hit square but any shot to the brains is no fun.

 

[ElvenAngel]

Back when I used to actually own a dog, one of my neighbors had a psychotic pit-bull about the size of a small car (okay, not THAT big, but a truly massive dog it was) that probably ate babies for breakfast or something. Had a completely stupid name too, the moron called the dog Chiko.

Seriously.

Anyway, I was like 16 or something, taking my dog, Corinna, out for her usual walk. Now, my dog was a very calm and sweet Dobberman (I know, sounds weird, but trust me those dogs can be real sweeties if their character's good) who wasn't in the habit of running excitedly like a maniac or barking at everything that moved. In fact, we all joked that Cori was a little bit of a wimp but we loved her for it.

So I was getting back from Cori's walk and as our habit was, I usually took her leash off and let her run around freely for the last few meters home. She had wandered ahead of me, sniffing after something as usual (probably a turtle, given her obsession with them) when I heard this nasty growl that seemed to come from Hell itself. I looked around and I saw that my moronic neighbor'd left his driveway door open and Chiko was free to get out on the street. And there he was, ready to come charging at me.

"Well, shit" I think instantaneously "I'm boned."

Chiko started advancing towards me, looking like way too serious business, and I was about to break into a run which would've caused Chiko to give chase, take me down and simply maul me to death when Cori arrived and holy shit I've never seen a dog more cheesed off than she was right then.

Like I mentioned, Chiko was a massive dog and Cori just an average female Dobbie who, as I said, was considered a bit of a wimp. I think I audibly WTF'd when Cori just growled at Chiko like a bitch from hell, put her ears down and bared her teeth. And then she CHARGED him. I'll swear to any god you want that my dog got possessed and scared the everliving shite out of that pit-bull. I wasn't even sure it WAS Cori that was snarling like a freak and whooping canine ass right there, causing Chiko to execute a hastily put together retreat for his driveway--and Cori just went on after him until he was soundly in my neighbor's yard.

And when she came out again, she had this epic 'see what I did thar' look on her snout and I swear she was SMUG for a full 5 seconds before she went into her 'omgwtfbbq are you okay' attitude that was typical of her.

I think Chiko never even looked at me sideways after that, nevermind bark at Cori again.

And I wish I'd had her back when I got attacked by my grandma's rooster. D: I was like 5 years old hanging around grandma's yard in the village when the rooster just randomly went apeshit on me. It pecked and scratched me to hell before I ran fast enough into the house, screaming.

The funny part is, when grandma cooked him up with pasta 2 months later, I felt totally sorry for the dumb bird.

A few years ago I did some volunteer work for an animal shelter near me and I had a few random 'guests' that took bites or pecks outta me. One of the more memorable ones was when one of the resident buzzards sorta gave me the third degree while I was cleaning the big bird pen. I was scrubbing something and the dumb bird suddenly starts squacking at me, like I hadn't spent the past 4 weeks cleaning up his poo and smelly food for him. Then he suddenly leaped at me, and pretty much wound up in my arms like a demented, hug-seeking missile.

And then he stopped.

Neither I, nor any other of the staff have the slightest idea what the hell went on there. One moment Don Corleone (yeah, we called the buzzard Don Corleone...we were nuts) is set on attacking me, the next moment he's all 'meh fuck this' and chilling out where he landed, which was right on me, practically.

I also got tackled and bitten by a polecat while I worked there, but that was a more normal attack...the handler responsible for that fuzzy missile of crazy got clumsy transferring him from one cage to another and the polecat got loose in our courtyard. Possibly because I was closest, it went right for me and nailed me in the ankle, seeing as I was wearing flip-flops as it was the middle of the freakin' summer.

 

[Rapture]

Swans are more vicious than you would think. Sure, they're one of the most graceful species that have ever graced the earth with their majestic looks, but they are aggressive when you've pissed them off.

OMG how is it we always have the worst luck with birds...or as you would say fowl

Well, as Livi and some others already know...I have a deep hatred for peacocks because I was attacked by one when I was younger and in grade school. I was on a class trip to the zoo and it was lunch time so we all sat down on some picnic tables to eat our lunches. ...and in this zoo they let some of their birds run free, which were primarily a handful of peacocks. Well I was eating my sandwich when one started closing in on me and the other kids at my table got up to run off and the peacock chased me around the table in circles trying to get my sandwich...so I reluctantly dropped it

Other animals that I hate are geese. At my old college they used to stay on this one hill leaving the school and they would always honk at me when I was leaving...I got chased once too

So I'm definitely not a fan of birds.

 

[Richard B Riddick]

A pit bull bit me on the leg once.

It was cool.

Not only did I have bite marks where the teeth penetrated.

Around the bite marks everything was completely black and blue.

No lasting scars unfortunately.

 

[Naoto Shirogane]

I have two run in with a dog.

My aunt had a dog. (i forget which kind. but it was big fluffy and gray) Called sam. i assume he was abused as a pup. Since he was totally defensive and everything(My aunt got hi from a shelter) well one day i was walking into the kitchen and he was walking passed me.and he just growled at me and barked. i think he chased me for a minuet. But then my aunt called him off.

i still loved him though.

Other time was with my aunt's dog O,neil i was walking out of the kitchen with a reese,s bar. My arm was down and infront of my "Jewls" (since someone was passing beside me) and before i could move. he lunged at it. missed. and bit me. right. "there"

Damn did it hurt. I adore him though. He's SO DAMN FLUFFEH. Australian Sheperd's FTW

Other than that. animals love me! Ive had a parrot sit on my arm. i had a Cow kiss me before. Ive had dogs run up to me and jump around. and lick me.

Animals love me~

 

[Izanagi]

I was attacked by a German Shepard when I was a young boy while I was playing skipping around the neighborhood. that dog belonged to a british oil contractor and when I ran from it, my dad had the guy put the dog on the leash or ordered the pound to shoot it on sight. Needless to say, it cemented my hate for dogs to this day. I can't love a dog and I dont trust them after what that German Shepard tried to do.

 

[Soltharn]

When I was younger - it must have been when I was about seven or eight - I remember playing outside on the street with some friends. We decided to go to the local shop which was only around the corner to get some sweets.

I'm sure everyone has seen a big dog tied up outside a shop waiting for his or her owner to return, right? I've always been wary of dogs - and admittedly I've always been a cat person - but as I walked past this massive rotweiler it just outright launched at me.

Luckily it was stuck on its lead so only managed to bite me once before I crawled away, but I still had to go to the hospital to get it checked out. As the owner and shopkeeper rushed out to intervene, it was pretty obvious at a glance that the owner was pretty dodgy. I hate to stereotype, but he looked like some sort of gangsta and I suspect by the way he hit the dog that it was a common occurance - it recoiled and I felt sorry for it.

Of course, this was just over ten years ago now and back then dog laws weren't as tight as they are now. I don't hate dogs, but I admit to be wary around them. I hate how they bark at any perceived threat, even if a stranger simply walks past.

 

[Kandy-Sugar]

I had a couple of dogs attack me when I was younger, though I can't remember it clearly now.

It was my nana's dog. I think it somehow got out of the laundry where it was locked up and ran after me and jumped on my back and knocked me over.

Then another time I was at my uncles and he had two dogs and they tried to attack me and I got a few scratches.

I was never severely hurt but I was traumatised. >.<

I grew up scared of all dogs from then on and have always been wary around them, even small ones.

Now I'm much more comfortable around the smaller ones, though the larger ones still scare me. I hate it when owners say that their dogs are friendly and not to be worried.

They might be friendly to you but they don't know me! So I just stay as far away as possible. >.<

 

[Squid]

Once I when I was about 7 or 8 i was going for a walk down the road to my friends house and a small little dog got loose from one of the other neighbours yard and chased me down and bit me right on the ass. It hurt a little bit and I cried. But it left me alone after that.

The other time I got attacked was at my aunties farm, I saw a chickens egg hatching and I went over to have a look at it, I crouched down and went to poke the egg with my finger and the mother chicken saw and came flying over with its legs out stretched and scraped up my eyes. Luckily I saw it coming and closed my eyes before the claws got in them or I might be blind today

Then I was attacked by one of her goats (on a different occasion) he tried to stomp me because he was protective of the lady goats. My aunty shot him later and she ate goat steaks for the week. Apparently he was pretty dangerous.

That is all I can remember, I am sure I have been attacked many more times.

 

[Tyler Breeze]

The closest I've come to being attacked by an animal was this one time in the third grade....

It was about May of that year. We were all pissed off due to how hot it was in the class room, so we botched to the teacher until she decided to open the window for us. Little did we know, this was a huge mistake.

So we're damn near at the top floor of the school keep in mind. Now, we were doing some silent reading and all of a sudden, a damn pigeon flies onto the window sill. It just stood there looking around at first. Our teacher told us not to move.

Sure enough, the pigeon actually flies into the classroom! We were all hiding under our desks to avoid it, while our teacher had to chase it around the classroom with a broom. I was terrified after that! Luckily, nobody got hurt.

The worst part is that this happened at least three times.

 

[Praeliator]

When I was at Viet school a few years back, there was this half-blind Chihuahua, I let the dog sniff my hand and then it attacked me. I had bite marks on my hand and on my leg. Few months later, the same dog attacked me but thankfully I was wearing pants.
[h=3][/h]

 

[Jack Lias]

My sister and I went to a client's house one time (my sister cleans people's houses for a living), and we were greeted by several large dogs. They were, of course, hyper and I don't know whether they wanted us gone or were just excited, but they bit us. My sister had a very noticeable bruise on her leg, and as for me... I clearly felt the dog's teeth digging into my ass, but I had no bruising or scarring.