As we were a few minutes upon arriving to a retreat two summers ago, our driver who knew the owners of the cabin there told us that a SNAKE in the cabing has held previous residents in captive. :eek: When we arrived the owners told us the rest of the story. They said that a black snake (I think) lives in the living room closet, and comes out in the early morning.

I was so uncomfortable throughout the whole retreat, in fear that I would come in contact with it. :(

I've had a few encounters within distance to wild animals.
The first was when I was in highschool. I was babysitting for this family who had two young boys. Well they were in bed and I was sitting in the livingroom, in the dark, watching television. They had a sliding glass door and the deck lights were on. So as I'm watching tv I notice something move out of the corner of my eye. I screamed...a hairy animal with a long tail that looked like a rat was scurring right by the sliding glass door. It was the ugliest, most hideous looking thing I've ever seen...and also called a Possum.

The second enounter a year later. I was home alone and my neighbor Maralyn called and asked if I could come over because there was some animal on her deck and her drunken boyfriend wouldn't do anything about it ~what I (a teenager) was supposed to do is beyond me. But, I go over there and her dog is on the deck and close to it is...YOU GUESSED IT...a possum! That thing looked like it had fangs...and it was white with beady red eyes. So yeah, I got her dog to get inside quickly and the damn thing went about it's own business.

My third and final story (sorry these aren't so funny)...was just this year. It didn't happen to me but my family instead. My dad often lets our very old and slow dog out at 5 am when he gets up. I guess when he went to let him in he couldn't find him. So he hollard for him and slowly the dog makes his way up the deck stairs...but right behind him was a racoon. My dad scurries the dog in quickly and slams the door. He said you could tell the thing was rabbid.
So later that day my brother had to walk home from school and cut through our backyard like he always does, and I guess the raccoon was in the backyard still. So my brother made a run for it, but the poor thing was so sick he couldn't hardly move. I guess they had to call the humaine society to get him.

Hootie

Hootie,

I just love opossum's-I think they are so cute-ok so I am the only one at work that thinks so:) (they really are darling when they are babies). They come in all the time at work and guess who gets to treat them-me :). I have to admit though they can be a bit stinky-peeeeww.

As far the wildlife encounters for me-I have them everyday-I am so lucky :). Though I was a bit grossed out when someone brought me a rat snake last week thinking it was a rattlesnake-they shot that thing so many times-well I won't describe it, what was bizarre is the 12 year old son wanted to keep it as a trophy-weird.

Yeah, and if they catch one, they'll have ahold of something they can't let go of.

One time, when my grandpa was squirrel hunting, he shot one, and it fell out of the tree. He went to pick it up and it wasn't dead yet, bit his hand pretty bad.

upping a clasic thread :D

My friend was molested by a manatee in Pensacola, she swore up and down it was a shark.

I had my kayak in Monterey Bay surrounded by sea otters.

More times than I can count I have either walked up on a moose, or have had my way blocked by one. They like to hang out in the parking lot or in front of entrances to buildings. Also when they cross the street they take their sweet time as they know they will bust up your car. Last summer while watching horror movies with my roommate at night we heard a rustling outside our first floor window. We opened the blinds and a mother and baby were less than a foot from us eating the shrubs. I was riding the campus shuttle and this moose came out of the trees, got hit and campus police had to come and shoot it in the head.

My exboyfriend was pantsed by a Musk Ox. He was jumping the fence and Samson came up and grabbed the back of his pants and refused to let go. He went over the fence in his boxers.

While hiking a mountain goat head butted my exboyfriend and chased him around.

We have had bears in the dumpsters more times than I am comfortable with. They really enjoy left over pizza and a combination of cheap beer. Stroh's, The Beast, Natty Ice, PBR, Kokanee, Hamms, and Miller High Life. One genius threw trash onto a bear and closed the top. Poor thing was confused and took a nap. Luckily this is a late summer fall thing, except they are quite hungry, confused in angry if they wake up during winter.

A bat got in my hair at the Shasta caverns.

My brother was attacked by a swan at Golden Gate Park and it took off with his shoe. He also had a sea gull at the SF Zoo swoop down and take his hot dog right out of the bun.

I have plenty of two legged wildlife stories...haha.