Encounters with wildlife
 

Re-enactment of story told to Lil_G by his roommate:

So i decide to boil some water to make coffee while studying. After a little while I realize that oh s#%& i left the water on, i rush into the kitchen to the smell of smoke. So of course Lu's (one of our roommates) fire alarm goes, luckily she was in her room to turn it off while i opened the kitchen door and windows to circulate some fresh air.

I go back to hitting the books and hear this
shuffling sound - i look over to my desk to see this huge black squirrel sitting on my books....I was like 'ah' get out of here, the damn thing then runs into lu's room, jumps all over the place knocking her s@%! over as it tried to get through the closed window. Remarkably she's all calm and was like, is that your pet?....I'm like no get it out of here! And eventually manage to chase it into the kitchen and chase it out the door to which i realize i left my steaming pot on the wooden poorch....

And thus my anecdote ends. I figured we haven't had a thread like this and wondered if anyone had any funny or unusual stories of wildlife encounter.

yea..i had a squirrel jump on my head..and it was like all greazy and it like jumped off and stuff...LOL..seriously...i had a squirrel jump on my damn head..chill there for about a minute then take off...crazy sheit

d

Lol, I have one. One time we were camping and we had two racoons go into our cabin. It took ten minutes to get them out. If I wasn't laughing so hard we could have gotten them out sooner

OK - this happened "to a friend of mine" (which of course means it was me . . . )

So some guys and ladies are heading out camping, which usually means a lot of beast light and garbage hotdogs w/out buns because my dumb ass forgot to buy them. So, of course, we tip back a few cocktails as it were, when suddenly the urge hits to take a dip in the river . . . so we gets all naked, and hit the skinny-dipping waters . . . also known as a colossally bad idea, b/c the water was about 2 degrees celsius. So, of course, drunk people - clothes + beer and lake results in the ensuing thunderstorm . . . and we have to bail for dry land before we all die. We run away, and the girls have the gall to say "Wait - turn around, we're going to change first." It's a freaking storm . . . i'm minutes from death, adn the girls don't want us to see them naked. Unreal. That's the whole damn point of skinnydipping - seeing naked people. For real . . . anyway - so they finally finish, we run out of the river, and start tossing on clothes, when "my buddy" (who happens to be exceptionally well endowed i might add - wait, that sounds really bad . . . not that i'm looking at his junk, shit i'm done, i don't know where i'm going with that) starts screaming and yelling and running around . . . with a fairly large leach attached to what some might call his "Manly Trunk". Then . . . he wants to know what to do with it, b/c he doesn't just want to "tear it off . . . ", which makes sense . . . well after limited thrashing the problem removes itself, and we run up to campsite, running right past the park ranger, who was none the wiser although 'sucking wang' jokes were flying left and right. We didn't tell the girls . . . just all sorts of inside jokes left and right.

I got another story dealing with raccons...We have a bit of a problem with them at our place. They like to gorge on our garbage and the worst time they chewed it up was my turn to take the trash out to the front. So i'm like, ahh jezz that's it i'm gonna start pouring anti-freeze all over the garbage cans to teach them a lesson, or make them go blind - whichever comes first.
But one of my chick roommates starts crying, 'noooooo that's mean' So i've figured out a way to change her mind on the subject...btw, these bastards have been chewing up our garbage every week. So i got a plan that involved somthing similar with what happened with the squirrels. When she's gone, i'm gonna open the kitchen door and lead a trail of food into her room, then lock the door after they're in there so they can rip her room apart.
I'll try to take before, during, and after pics of all this happening to post on gc. After that it's no more raccoons, or squirrels, cats, dogs, or anyother creature that tastes our "special" brand of garbage bags.

We had a rabbit get into the fraternity house before. We had to chase it for almost an hour til it wore out to where we could grab it and let it go outside.

I hope you're kidding. That is really terrible.

did it just run around? That is funny

ROFLMAO, people! Be nice to the squirrels or you will incur the wrath of the Alpha Gams on this board! We love our squirrels!!!:D

KSig, that was the funniest damn story I have ever read!! :D

One of my countless experiences with the outdoors was when I was younger, camping with my father and brother. So (note: I sleep like a rock) we're camping in the Appalachian Mountains in very eastern Ky, and a black bear attacks our campsite because someone who was near-by (which I was mad they camped close to us anyway) decided to leave food sitting out. So the bear ate their food quietly , then came to our establishement and began going through our stuff, just kind-of throwing everything to the ground like coolers and what-have-you. All the while, my father and brother are awake, curious as to what is going on, I'm still sleeping.....I awake to being ripped violently from the tent by both legs in my brothers hands, dragging me from the tent, telling me we're getting attacked by a black bear. Mind you, Black Bears are not exactly funloving animals, so we get in our car, and drive off, he makes a half-hearted effort to come after the car (but didn't distrub us on our 'trip' to the car) but gave up after about 4 steps.

Later, a bat attacked the campsite next to ours, where the bat got into the tent and flew around...a particularly interesting campsite, I must say. Two weeks ago while camping, a coyote kept circling our site, but we were trashed, and when the Park Ranger stumbled upon us (we were being really loud, evidently) he scared the beast off

A second crazy outdoors expereince was last year when I went to another place just here in KY called Red River Gorge Geological Area (home of a couple hundred natural bridges) with my father for some QT (quality time) and we hiked about 2 miles into the woods on a trail, then about a mile off the trail into an area with nothing there, no trails, no climbing rocks, nothing but wildlife at it's best. So we set up our campsite, hung out and what-have-you, I was explaining to him the death of my friends uncle there when he was murdered by a crazy local who then raped his wife, then blew his own brains out, right? Well that evening, around 1am, I heard 3 gun shots from a riffle at a distance I'd determine to be 75 yards. Mind you, guns and hunting are not allowed inside national parks (which this is). So I'm thinking, hey cool, 3 is the number of a nice sized family. Someone just murdered three people. Well, 15 minutes later, I hear 4 shots from what I'd say is 30-40 yards away, WHICH IS PRETTY DAMN CLOSE. So, me in all of my self-induced narcolepsy decided that the best possible solution was sleep. Either they were going to kill me, or they weren't. If I was awake, that might provoke them to kill me since I saw him. If I was asleep, I wouldn't fear/feel the bullet. I feel bad for my father though, cause he felt he had to stay up to defend me, so he stayed up all night making sure no crazy-ass locals came and murdered us. But, nothing happened, obviously, but it's so wierd, no one else was camping near us, no deaths were reported that weekend...we have no clue were the shots came from, or where they went, but damn were we scared.



and just as an incidental. If you like camping, and you like outdoors stuff like hiking, climbing, snowshoeing, skiing...if you're ever in the south-eastern portion of France, western Switzerland, or northern Italy, then you'd better make at least a two day trip to Chamonix, France. The most gorgeous place on earth, I think.

hehe Maria
 

Yeah, lay off the squirrels!They are cute and acutally tough to find as figurines and collectables goes.

I brake for squirrels. :D

(to remind everyone, squirrels are AlphaGam's mascot)

we have two albino squirels on campus that everyone tries to catch cause 'they're good luck'

Re: hehe Maria
 

You want a figurine? It bet it wouldn't be a problem getting this one stuffed and shipped to you.

There are tons of albino squirrels on our campus and U of L's campus. They are in intiation wear all the time....
Heehee... BE NICE TO SQUIRRELS!
Nothing like bears or anything, but my family has a houseboat at a lake in KY and went there one weekend and my uncle's snoring must have ticked a raccoon off because it was scratching and squealing at his window... and he didn't even wake up!

Squirrels aren't really a problem. They don't cause too much harm but it is bears and racoons I don't like. Can't leave any food sitting out when they are around, which ruins the camping expirience

Albino squirrels, wow i wouldn't try to kill those little guys. I'd even put fresh food (stolen from my roommates) out for them to munch on. Shouldn't they be in zoos or something?

I've had a couple scary encounters with the "wildlife" of southern florida....

Okay, so a little background story first.

I grew up in Arcadia, Florida. It's in the center of the state about an hour south of Sarasota. Anyways, it was just my mom, little brother, and I. We moved from sebring, and when we were looking to build a house in Arcadia, we chose a lot about two miles from my grandparents, in a tiny little subdivision out in the woods. Absolutely beautiful. So, anways. Little did we know, but when it rains constantly, like all floridians know it does- our subdivision would flood, literally.

Okay, now, cut to junior year of high school. Our subdivision is like a big circle....and two parts of the road were under water and could not be driven through. So we had to park on the north road, and walk through the woods and some houses to the SOUTH woods, through ankle deep water, just to get to our house.

Back to my point. A alligator sounds like a bullfrog...kind of has this deep croak for a voice. Florida is very noisy at night. So I was comming home from a late football game, at 2 am with my mother and younger brother. It was flooded so we parked on the north road and walked to the south road to get to our house. WE walked slowly, becuase we had to wade through water.

I kept hearing croaking noises....a LOT of them. I mean we were practically walking through a swamp. I was FLIPPING Out. I kept screaming we were going to be eaten by alligators. lol. It was horrible.

I ran and left my mom and brother standing behind me looking at me like I was a moron. They were only frogs.

lol

THE OTHER TIME...we were walking to the north road because it had flooded to our fourth step, overnight. So we were walking through waist deep water. WE get out the road (our house was set back away from the road) and my mother say she forgets her medicine. I look at her like she's crazy, but walk through the heavy currented water back to the house. I get the meds and come back...and I swear....a alligator swam right in front of me. Oblivious to me. I didn't want to move!!! It swam on though, and I honestly thought I was going to die!

lol
It could have cared less about me though.
It went and curled into the mud.

I never walked through river water again.

BTW. the reason it always flooded was because we lived less than a mile from the PEace River.
:)

PS- I know it sounds dumb for not leaving the house BEFORE it flooded, but sometimes it would just go up nine inches just overnight. It wasn't ALL the time though, just maybe once a year.

We finally moved out.
We would have sooner, but nobody would buy the house.
hehe.


jess

my grandparents have a cabin in Michigan up on a lake in like the middle of nowhere and my cousin and I went and stayed there for a weekend. Well I decided that since it was nice out I would leave my window open which doesn't have a screen and a rabbit somehow climbed*or maybe hopped*:) in and ended up sleeping on my bed!!! I woke up to a rabbit walking around on top of me!! That was one wake up call I won't ever forget. Thank goodness it was only a rabbit and not a bear or something!! :)

Nichole

I have had some of the Soros have run into wild life but cannot remember wich Fraterity they mentioned!!!!:p

I used to see a squirrel with a brown body and a white tail in my neighborhood at home! It always seemed to show up randomly. It was before I became an AlphaGam, maybe it was a sign. hehe

I haven't had too much experience with wildife, I try to stay away from the outdoors.

Although, my boyfriend has a photo he took of a squirrel sitting on a garbage can, eating a pop tart. Kinda funny, I guess.

Well, my grandmother sat down on the toilet at our beach house one night and a possum bit her on the butt.

lol carnation!

I've heard of other rodents appearing in toilets, wonder how they get there. Luckily, I haven't seen them :)

The wildlife wasn't alive....but....
 

I am from Southern IL, where hunting is (as it is in most less-than-urban places) very much the norm. Hunting everything. Deer, possum (oh my I sound redneck, but I assure you I am not! :D ), raccoon, squirrel, you get the picture.

Black squirrels are apparently rare, and I guess gray ones marked with black are as well. My boyfriend's brother was hunting and bagged a gray one with a black stripe down its back. The whole family was impressed. He wanted to mount it (yes, they have wildlife staring down at them from their walls-takes some getting used to, but adds to the ambience-their house is a lodge-looking place) but didn't have time immediately (he's in the Air Force, and well....they are somewhat busy at the present...). So what did they do with it? They froze it. Yes, they just plopped it into a Ziploc freezer bag and put it in the chest freezer.

So I go downstairs to the freezer to get some peaches for ice cream, open it, and SCREAM, because nobody warned me that I would be greeted by a rock-hard squirrel. The whole family got a huge kick out of it, and always ask if I want to go check the freezer.

I like live in the suburbs, like miles away from water and woods. When I was eleven I like rode my bike up the street and I like thought I saw a chain. When I got up there I like saw the "chain" move and it turned out to be a SNAKE! :eek:

Hey, I have a key chain that says "Support wildlife THROW a party!"

I just wanted to share that. :p

what a bad encounter story.

and and and, this one time, at band camp . . . :rolleyes:

no the rabbit did hide a few times under the chairs but once we lifted them, off it went.

the drunk kinkajou
 

Being a vet, I have encounters with many unusual animals: blue heron, baby tree sloth just to name a few, but I have to say the funniest story I heard was the one I missed b/c it was my day off.
A family was having a party (I think it was a Friday night) and there family Kinkajou drank a large amount of liquor (unbeknownst to them). They found him drunk as a skunk and brought him into the EC where I work. Needless to say he needed some sobering up, they drew some blood and sent it to the local human EC hospital-his blood alcohol level was 0.38.
After some IV fluids he quickly recovered-was ok by morning though I bet he had a bad hangover.

I see many drunk and stoned animals-it is quite entertaining

K

Okay I'm like so not trying to start stuff, but being the libra I am.....I'm all about justice and peace with fairness and that was just super unfriendly.

But ...Lil-G

"what a bad encounter story"

That was just downright mean!

:confused: :eek: :confused: :eek:

If I thought a chain was a snake, I'd be freaked out.


I mean really, and this is just my opinion, but I think you should apologize to curiouss.

Jessica

In defense of Lil_G's post . . . this is, in fact, your opinion. His opinion was that the story sucked. I don't personally think either of you are correct; that's just my opinion - so let's all laugh, crack another, and not worry about it.

Have fun kids. It's too boring if we don't.

I grew up in Southwestern Pennsylvania where deer season is practically a religious experience. One morning when I was about 6 years old, I woke up and glanced out the window. Imagine my horror and dismay when I saw Bambi himself hanging from the top of my swingset.

My uncles had gone hunting the day before and brought back the deer one of them had shot and apparently you have to hang it so the blood drains or some such thing? So the dorks chose my swingset!

So that is my wildlife encounter and yes I am still in therapy for that one ;)

The Mission:

http://eatabagbuddy.50megs.com/pest1.jpg



So in case any of you thought i was talking nonsense about our rodent overpopulation....here's the proof. This was taken this morning after the raccoons (for the 5th time in a row) chewed up our trash and opened the buffet for his buddies - one is pictured above nibbling on some cabbage.
Isn't he adorable, enjoy it while you can - will be your last.

Awww, he is ADORABLE! :D

But this is a last warning: be NICE to the squirrels! Hell hath no fury like an Alpha Gamma Delta protecting her own. ;)

You got to get that little bastard.

what a immature remark.