Yeah worst of my own.... a Jack donkey.. not wild but he bit deep deep into my lower neck upper shoulder. The moment was ended by my friends grandpa
(the owner) who came between the jack and I only to have his entire forearm ripped off down to the bone.
First donkey bite and first time helping load someone via life flight.
Still not a donkey fan.. when its donkey rut the jacks mean bizz.
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Bedbug wrote:Yeah worst of my own.... a Jack donkey.. not wild but he bit deep deep into my lower neck upper shoulder. The moment was ended by my friends grandpa
(the owner) who came between the jack and I only to have his entire forearm ripped off down to the bone.
First donkey bite and first time helping load someone via life flight.
Still not a donkey fan.. when its donkey rut the jacks mean bizz.
I would of been eating Donkey steaks after that.

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Found this old thread and it is some really good entertainment. Thought it would be a cool one to dredge up for some more stories. Mine aren’t nearly as good as most of the one’s already told, but will tell.
In my early 20’s I was out driving around and was headed to a friend’s house. There laid a 5 foot black snake across the road. I pulled over, jumped out, and wrangled with the critter a little until I had him caught. In the process he whacked me twice on the hand. I had no container so I held him wrapped around my arm while I drove with one hand to my friend’s house. His little sister answered the door and freaked out screaming when she saw a big snake wrapped around my bloody hand. A week later the one bite wasn’t healing and I ended up digging one of the snake’s tiny white teeth out of the wound.
One day I was out cutting firewood. I was about through a tree I was cutting down and as it started to fall a black cloud came out. Bees! I started running as the cloud surrounded my head. I started getting bit, was screaming, and dropped the running chain saw all at once. Arms flailing and swatting I screamed and ran a long ways til the bees were gone. I crept back to get my saw and determined they were white faced hornets, who were not happy that I cut down their hollow tree. Only ended up with 3 bites, all on my face, but they hurt! Needless to say I didn’t finish cutting that tree up.
My brother and I delivered newspapers on our bikes as kids. Both of us got bit all the time by dogs, usually little ankle biters. The two meanest dogs around were on his part of the route. Both of those dogs hated him for some reason, and they both eventually got loose and tore into him. He has scars on his rear end from both a bloodthirsty Dalmatian and big mutt named May May.
In my early 20’s I was out driving around and was headed to a friend’s house. There laid a 5 foot black snake across the road. I pulled over, jumped out, and wrangled with the critter a little until I had him caught. In the process he whacked me twice on the hand. I had no container so I held him wrapped around my arm while I drove with one hand to my friend’s house. His little sister answered the door and freaked out screaming when she saw a big snake wrapped around my bloody hand. A week later the one bite wasn’t healing and I ended up digging one of the snake’s tiny white teeth out of the wound.
One day I was out cutting firewood. I was about through a tree I was cutting down and as it started to fall a black cloud came out. Bees! I started running as the cloud surrounded my head. I started getting bit, was screaming, and dropped the running chain saw all at once. Arms flailing and swatting I screamed and ran a long ways til the bees were gone. I crept back to get my saw and determined they were white faced hornets, who were not happy that I cut down their hollow tree. Only ended up with 3 bites, all on my face, but they hurt! Needless to say I didn’t finish cutting that tree up.
My brother and I delivered newspapers on our bikes as kids. Both of us got bit all the time by dogs, usually little ankle biters. The two meanest dogs around were on his part of the route. Both of those dogs hated him for some reason, and they both eventually got loose and tore into him. He has scars on his rear end from both a bloodthirsty Dalmatian and big mutt named May May.
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When I was ten years old. I was running and playing in yard after dark. Got bit by Copperhead snake. Go lucky very little venom. There was a numb feeling for about 5 years where it bit me. Swelling was bad but that was about it.
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Been bit by more dogs than I would like to admit. My mother's Great Pyrenees/Rottweiler mix got me pretty good a few times.
Nearly got attacked by a pack of Chihuahuas when I was little. Those and Pugs are meaner than snot.
Nearly got attacked by a pack of Chihuahuas when I was little. Those and Pugs are meaner than snot.
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