Which animals could you beat in a fight?........

Haha, forgot about the Holy hand grenade

Name one. That’s a .454 casul.

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I think “win a fight” depends an awful lot on the word win…
And the conditions at the time. With full winter garb an encounter with an aggressive dog would end badly for the dog (assuming my 40 years younger - 6’3 220lb.- than now self). In shorts and a tee-shirt, at my current age, it would end badly for me.

Add a weapon into the mix, once again it depends on what win means. Feed the ?? your arm and cut its throat with a moderate sized knife… You win, but maybe never regain full use of your arm.

In the era of the old time African big game hunters I have read accounts of one hunter dispatching a lion with a knife. Also a leopard being done in with a knife.
Both hunters did not go away unscathed.
Someplace I read that a leopard encounter is measured in stitches per second. Like 100!

For some reason Kangaroos seem to come up in these discussions. Why? Perhaps it’s the boxing thing.
A Big Red male Roo could easily open you up from eyes to toes if so inclined. The key word is so inclined.

As for people keeping exotics for pets - You must always be prepared for when you say
“Get off the couch!”
And the critter turns to you and says
“NO! Make Me”.
you should never own something you can’t beat in a fight.
All the Best,
Jeff

We should get together and see if we can do a rabbit if we both pile in.

But what happens if after tracking it down to its warren you find it’s a Jackalope?

Carnage and bloodshed - You wouldn’t stand a chance…
All the Best,
Jeff

Fruit Flies .

I know their weakness—rotting fruit. Even in a room clouded with ’em, I set out my trap—a tall glass with rotting fruit at the bottom, then step back. They can’t help themselves. Within minutes they’re swarming about in the glass, eager to lay eggs in the rotting fructus. Then… with deft hand, the glass is covered, trapping the helpless varmints. I saunter over to the sink, start a heavy stream of water and tuck it between thumb-forefinger to begin a rapid filling of the glass. Halfway, I stop. And then… the MAYHEM. I vigorous shake the glass. The fruit flies face their aqua armageddon, violently tossed about, most of them drowning. I remove my hand to survey the carnage. Ah, a few of the pesky buggers still live, twitching about in the fruit swill floating at the surface. I feign rescue with my finger, which they gratefully latch onto as I raise it up. But in their dazed confusion, they know not what’s coming—another finger. To bring on the game “Fly Crush.” I am their demon.

I tried kicking 2 aggressive boxers tag teaming me. They just laughed.

Anything I carried openly that would give me confidence in taking on domestic or wild animals, from rodents upward would probably get me arrested. And even though I can legally conceal carry a firearm, I expect I will go to jail if I even pull it (let alone use it) out where there are witnesses.
Given that, I try not to irritate the non-human species. They haven’t read the law and are not concerned about legal consequences.

I wear a go pro camera during my daily 7 mile walk. That way when I have to defend myself against domestic animals, it’s all on video. By the way, the wild ones have left me alone. Coyote, Javalena, etc. have not bothered me. It’s the loose, aggressive so-called domesticated ones that have immediately threatened to send me to the hospital. But someone other than the one who made me and the one who made them made us equal.

I walk about four miles daily, In the morning before the sun comes up normally. Have noticed the same. Wild animals want nothing to do with me. So called domestic dogs have been a problem on occasion. Two legged critters have also occasionally been a problem. Won’t stop my taking walks, but I pay far better attention to my surroundings because of those occasions. Would consider it a sin to hurt an animal or person unprovoked, but will not willingly become a victim.

Maybe a crazed Goose but then again they always get me when they fly up and swoop in again lol. I’ve been attacked by Goose/Geese a few times already. Those suckers are sure fiesty man! :smiling_imp:

And they’re gooooooooood eatin’!

Too greasy!

Exactly!

At the actual moment, I am simply too afraid to be the perfect victim. Aforethought, my thinking is just like your thinking, I am not willing to sacrifice my flesh to the Almighty D~g. Police officers and many, many other people have lectured me and told me that I should be willing in advance to be the perfect victim of D~g Almighty. It sounds like such a lofty, noble cause. Yay for more than a few million Americans who annually do achieve such lofty, noble aspirations and bear the stigmata of Do~ Almighty. However, at that actual instant, I am just way too afraid. And aforethought, I plan on No! to all that jazz. And I don't just say No. That is useless. I make No happen.

You sound like you were attacked pretty badly at some point?

I'm not that strong, so I couldn't beat most animals in a fight.

I mainly just kill things that I don't like that are also easy to kill.

(Stuff like scorpions and black widows.)

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Haha looks like the bear will need a dip in the water later to wash all the sweat off. :smiley:

I’m pretty sure an hamster can’t do nothing against my fighting technique