I learned to be terrified by turkeys. We had the domestic white turkeys and they are huge and heavy and attack with their feet and beaks. I've had stare downs with turkeys many times. Of course not as frequently after Thanksgiving. But they can be really dangerous.
I heard swans can attack. I read of golfers having to whack them with golf clubs.
Didn't a swimming rabbit attack Jimmy Carter? Or did I hallucinate that?
What's with these things?
The rabbit just wanted to get out of the water into a dry place -- the boat.
Only Jimmy Carter would see a rabbit in distress as a threat.
We raised some pretty heavy white turkeys. Butchered three that dressed out at 40+ lbs. The four that were left, I decided to let live a while. BUT every time I went out in the mornign to work with my nice dress, they would flog the crap out of me and ruin my pantyhose. One morning I had had enough. Went back in and grabbed a butcher knife. Hubby asked me where I was going. I said I was going to kill those SOBs. He said he'd do it and what did I want to do with them after he'd shot them. I said throw them to the damn buzzards. He did.