Kitty want a snack
Via Pundette, whose keyboard is, I’m guessing, currently unusable due to the puddle of ravenous drool – or maybe bitter tears of grief – her Pavlovian response to the following video caused:
Yep, that’s a deer that got caught in a lion’s enclosure at the zoo. Hey, they may be delicious, but nobody ever accused a deer of being smart.
A deer that jumped a wall at the National Zoo was fatally injured by two lions Sunday as dozens of startled spectators looked on.
Feeding time!
Zoo spokeswoman Pamela Baker-Masson described the incident as highly unusual.
No!
As recounted by witnesses, the deer, over as much as 20 minutes, was in and out of a moat while the lions clutched, clawed or swatted it. A crowd of spectators grew. Some shrieked, cried out or took children away.
The incident began, said witness Rob Ephraim, when the deer “ran between people” at the railing of the low wall around the sunken enclosure.
Stupid deer. Couldn’t it read the signs?
Watch the video. It’s like a house cat playing with a mouse. Those lions were probably bred in captivity and haven’t hunted a day in their lives. They have no idea why they’re chasing this…um…whatever it is. They just know they want to.
Admit it: you were cheering for the deer. You were cheering for the poor, defenseless, lovable animal that wants nothing more than to escape to the meadow and frolic with the other deer, and bunnies, and maybe raccoons, and increase the world’s ratio of cute and adorable.
Weren’t you. And you’d be cheering for the deer to get away, even if this had been a Disney special showing an actual encounter in the wild.
We always cheer for the deer. Or the squirrel, or the smaller bird, or the wildebeest…
…okay, maybe not for the wildebeest. Those things are ugly with a capital ug. Point is, all of us want to see the underdog – the helpless prey – escape and live to rear its young and nuzzle Snow White while she sweeps the floor.
In other words, we cheer for the lions to starve to death.
VIROQUA, Wis. — A testosterone-charged buck in western Wisconsin locked horns with a formidable opponent this rutting season — and lost.
The 7-point buck died after ramming a 640-pound concrete statue of an elk in the backyard of a rural Viroqua home.
…Mark Brye said his concrete elk lawn statue weighs about three times more than the buck. Brye said the deer shattered its skull after head-butting the statue because its antlers were dangling.
I always get a little teary-eyed, reading stories like this. Especially at this time of year. You know, just a few weeks from deer season. That’s one less buck out there.
But the story isn’t all tears and depression:
Brye said he might remove the antlers from the real deer and glue them on the elk statue as a remembrance of the strange fight.
That’s what we in Wisconsin call taking lemons, and making Long Island Iced Tea.
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I don’t miss the blog world much, but I have just made a note to self to keep up with your posts more regularly. Hilarious, as always.
My head hurts after reading your dumb animal story.
And by the way, did you hear about the cat who caught swine flu from people?
Thanks for the link.