Monday, January 29, 2007

Wife Clubs Mountain lion to Save Hubby
























People always freak out about bears-but bears only attack if you startle them.

A mountain lion will stalk your ass in your own front yard. And these guys are everywhere.
When I was a teenager one showed up in a front yard, in the middle of Las Vegas (during a drought year).
Of course, with subdivisions going up all over their territory this will happen more often.


I like the way the husband micromanages the rescue; telling wify to reach into his pocket for a pen to stab kitty's eye.

Dude, leave the woman with a club alone. She's beating a lion to death for you. Imagine how in debt this guy will be to his wife. I would not want to be him if he screws up Valentine's day again this year.

-Tasha

Nell Hamm first saw the mountain lion when it had her husband’s head in its jaws.

The lion pounced on Jim Hamm at the tail end of the Hamm’s 10-mile hike in Prairie Creek Redwoods State Park Wednesday. The 70-year-old man was trailing behind Nell when the big cat attacked, pinning him face down on the trail.

His 65-year-old wife did all the right things. She approached and screamed at the lion. Then she grabbed a branch and began beating it on its back.

“It wouldn’t let go, no matter how hard I hit it,” Nell said in an interview at Mad River Community Hospital Thursday, where her husband was in intensive care recovering from surgery.

Jim, who was trying to tear at the face of the cat, told Nell to grab a pen from his pocket and stab the cat in the eyes. She did, but the pen broke.

“That lion never flinched,” Nell said. “I just knew it was going to kill him.”

Nell picked up the branch again and this time slammed it butt-end into the cat’s snout.

The lion had ignored Nell until then. Finally, she had its attention. The cat stepped back, pinning his ears at her.

“I thought he was going to attack me,” Nell said.

Instead, the cat slipped into the ferns and disappeared.

Terrified that the cat might come back, Nell told her husband that he had to get up and try to walk from the Brown Creek Trail to the Newton B. Drury Parkway parallel to U.S. Highway 101 to find help. He was losing blood quickly. It was about 3 p.m. More here

I put a pit bull label on this because it is another reason to own one(or two or three).

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