Just killed a fox and...
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easytiger123 said:
mike74 said:
The other day a Pheasant had plenty of time to see me coming, I was doing less than 30mph along a straight stretch of road, yet it still chose to fly out right in front of me from the safety of the grass verge, I didn't hit it, it just managed to skim over the bonnet and windscreen without making contact.... the stupid F****r then turned around in mid air, flew fast enough to overtake me then proceeded to land on the road right in front of me again!
And to think people consider it to be some kind of ''sporting challenge'' to shoot these brain dead birds which clearly have some kind of death wish.
I was less fortunate with a pheasant...and the pheasant was definitely less fortunate. Result of Range Rover meets pheasant on the A30. I'd add that my wife's scream when she got out at the next service station to see what the damage was, was probably heard throughout Cornwall. And to think people consider it to be some kind of ''sporting challenge'' to shoot these brain dead birds which clearly have some kind of death wish.
hotchy said:
I reversed over a hedgehog, felt bad for weeks.
Found a baby hedgehog stuck in my back garden, fed it, put it back above the steps, drowned in my pond. Felt bad for another few weeks. Not seen one since, must have got the full family.
Sorry but that's funny for some reason Found a baby hedgehog stuck in my back garden, fed it, put it back above the steps, drowned in my pond. Felt bad for another few weeks. Not seen one since, must have got the full family.
(and I love hedgehogs) Just to lighten the mood a touch. Two tales where the animal won.
I was a kid going to school in a Morris Marina taxi when we hit an Alsatian. The dog got up from the road and was fine. A friend of a friend's dog and I learnt he suffered no ill effects.
The Marina however was a different story. Bent wing and bumper. Silver trim twisted and a burst radiator. It had to be recovered and I was late for school.
My uncle was quite proud of his new Mazda 323. He'd had it for a year or so and was driving back home one night along a country road bordering the local estate (Big posh house owned by a Lord not scruffy houses owned by a council). When a stag jumped into his path. He hit it hard, no time to brake.
The stag bounded off back into the estate grounds leaving my uncle with a really badly damaged car. It was undrivable. It was before mobiles so my uncle walked a few miles home to get help.
The next day while arranging recovery he thought he'd better tip the local Gamekeeeper off about what had happened. The animal could be injured or dead. The gamekeeper told him that if the animal was dead then he could look forward to a freezer full of venison.
The gamekeeper called back. All the herd were fine. They had checked one over. It had some very minor injuries and oh would he like his Mazda badge back. They'd found it stuck in the Deer's fur.
The Mazda needed new wings, bonnet, bumper, headlights, radiator, and a Mazda badge.
I was a kid going to school in a Morris Marina taxi when we hit an Alsatian. The dog got up from the road and was fine. A friend of a friend's dog and I learnt he suffered no ill effects.
The Marina however was a different story. Bent wing and bumper. Silver trim twisted and a burst radiator. It had to be recovered and I was late for school.
My uncle was quite proud of his new Mazda 323. He'd had it for a year or so and was driving back home one night along a country road bordering the local estate (Big posh house owned by a Lord not scruffy houses owned by a council). When a stag jumped into his path. He hit it hard, no time to brake.
The stag bounded off back into the estate grounds leaving my uncle with a really badly damaged car. It was undrivable. It was before mobiles so my uncle walked a few miles home to get help.
The next day while arranging recovery he thought he'd better tip the local Gamekeeeper off about what had happened. The animal could be injured or dead. The gamekeeper told him that if the animal was dead then he could look forward to a freezer full of venison.
The gamekeeper called back. All the herd were fine. They had checked one over. It had some very minor injuries and oh would he like his Mazda badge back. They'd found it stuck in the Deer's fur.
The Mazda needed new wings, bonnet, bumper, headlights, radiator, and a Mazda badge.
There was a tale at my old workplace that one of the guys turned up one morning with a horses head on his passenger seat... the story goes it was a dark mid-winter morning and the fellow was driving along a country lane, a horse was leaning over a fence to get at the longer vegetation on the verge when he hit it and took it's head clean off which then came through the windscreen.
That's reminded me of another story I've just recalled, from I think the Fiat Forums, about the dangers of having pano roofs... a chap hit a pigeon decapitating it in the process, the headless bird then came in through the open roof and proceeded to flap around (headless chicken style) all over the back seats of the car, resulting in a liberal spattering of blood and gore all over the interior.
That's reminded me of another story I've just recalled, from I think the Fiat Forums, about the dangers of having pano roofs... a chap hit a pigeon decapitating it in the process, the headless bird then came in through the open roof and proceeded to flap around (headless chicken style) all over the back seats of the car, resulting in a liberal spattering of blood and gore all over the interior.
wst said:
fatjon said:
wst said:
fatjon said:
Hopefully it's the little b
d that bit the heads of 10 of my chickens.
I'd probably consider the person who failed to get an adequate coop the bd that bit the heads of 10 of my chickens.d, I've never seen a fox pick a lock 
king free as in not fenced, cooped, in a fking box or having one foot nailed to the ground. Do you practice or does it come naturally to you?fatjon said:
free range, as in fking free as in not fenced, cooped, in a fking box or having one foot nailed to the ground. Do you practice or does it come naturally to you?
"On many farms, the outdoors ranging area is fenced"king free as in not fenced, cooped, in a fking box or having one foot nailed to the ground. Do you practice or does it come naturally to you?https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Free_range
I'd ask the same of you. Chill out, it's a conversation about chickens.
My wife drove over 3 ducklings and the mother duck who were in the process of crossing a busy dual carriageway.
Killed all four outright. She was totally gutted.
Nothing she could have done and they were never making it to the other side - if she hadnt hit them someone else would have.
Quite a lot of rabbits where we live too, along the country roads. Particulary when young when they see a car coming they try to out run it, rather than head for a hedge. I've seen me having to stop while some baby rabbit hops along the road until it twigs a hedge is a better bet
Killed all four outright. She was totally gutted.
Nothing she could have done and they were never making it to the other side - if she hadnt hit them someone else would have.
Quite a lot of rabbits where we live too, along the country roads. Particulary when young when they see a car coming they try to out run it, rather than head for a hedge. I've seen me having to stop while some baby rabbit hops along the road until it twigs a hedge is a better bet
My mum hit a cat on the way home, but couldn't bring herself to stop & check it. She sent my dad out as soon as she got home, he found it still alive and ended up putting it out of it's misery with a large rock.
He still feels st about it 20 years on!
He still feels s
t about it 20 years on!hotchy said:
I reversed over a hedgehog, felt bad for weeks.
Found a baby hedgehog stuck in my back garden, fed it, put it back above the steps, drowned in my pond. Felt bad for another few weeks. Not seen one since, must have got the full family.
That had me laughing! Found a baby hedgehog stuck in my back garden, fed it, put it back above the steps, drowned in my pond. Felt bad for another few weeks. Not seen one since, must have got the full family.
Edited by Andehh on Tuesday 24th January 15:14
I ran over a wild rabbit once. Stupid thing hopped into the middle of the road and then tried to hop out of the way at the last moment and got smushed under my tyre. I'd eased off but didn't want to brake hard as I had a boot full of tools that would have gone clattering everywhere, and couldn't swerve as there was a lorry coming the other way. I felt a bit bad but carried on driving to work. The guy at the gate waved me in as normal, but it was only when I parked up at the hangar and one of the girls ran off nearly being sick, did I find out that a lot of rabbit entrails had ended up splattered down the side of the car.
I hit a pigeon once too, enormous explosion of feathers but it didn't seem overly hurt. I could see it wandering around in the road in my mirror.
I hit a pigeon once too, enormous explosion of feathers but it didn't seem overly hurt. I could see it wandering around in the road in my mirror.
The only time in the past decade i've been given the cold shoulder by my wife was durin ga hoon in the countryside.
I came round a corner at a fair lick (good vis etc etc), but the only thing i couldn't see was the mummy duck and a long line of little ducklings.
In swerving mid corner i managed to kill the mother and 3 chicks. Had i stuck to the original line i probably would only have killed one.
For some reason i agreed to turn round and check they were all dead......
I came round a corner at a fair lick (good vis etc etc), but the only thing i couldn't see was the mummy duck and a long line of little ducklings.
In swerving mid corner i managed to kill the mother and 3 chicks. Had i stuck to the original line i probably would only have killed one.
For some reason i agreed to turn round and check they were all dead......
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