I know - two posts in one day - what could precipitate such a momentous occurence?!
While perusing the world wide web this afternoon I came across a story that must be shared: A drunk man in China was mauled by a panda when he jumped into its cage in an attempt to hug the seemingly cute and cuddly thing.
My favorite part of the article was the following quote: "Although Zhang was unable to actually hug the bear, he did manage to bite back while fighting the animal off. 'I was able to reach over and give that animal a bite on his back...his skin was really thick,'" said Zhang.
Anyhow, here's the link to Drunk Man Mauled by Panda: http://www.theaustralian.news.com.au/story/0,20867,20451909-29677,00.html
Thursday, February 15, 2007
Feline demons
Last night B-rod and I were reading the Gospel of Mark when we came across the familiar story of the man possessed by a "legion" of demons. As the story goes, the man lived in the tombs of the Gerasenes and was cutting himself with stones and crying out wildly, so Jesus commanded the demons leave him and go into a herd of swine nearby. The demons left the man, entered the herd, and they drowned themselves.
Although I'd read this story many times, this was the first time I thought - "this means animals can be possessed by demons!" My thoughts turned immediately to the creature that shares my home: Stella.
Stella is c-razy. for real. She runs around the house like a flash, sometimes sideways, skidding sharply around doorframes. She routinely arches her back and hops madly at me sideways, making hiss hiss noises. Yesterday she jumped out of hiding and viciously sunk her fangs into my thigh.
I'm sure you can see where this is going: Brandon and I stayed up quite late, laughing madly, yelling "Legion!" as she ran in and out of our room in her frantic midnight dash. I commanded confidently in imitation, "Come out of this cat, you evil spirit!" After all people, WWJD, right?
After this went on for awhile, I realized it probably wasn't a laughing matter. Being the wuss that I am, I figured I would start to fear her immensely when alone with her, and that thoughts of demon-Stella would haunt my dreams if I didn't put a stop to my folly.
Although I'd read this story many times, this was the first time I thought - "this means animals can be possessed by demons!" My thoughts turned immediately to the creature that shares my home: Stella.
Stella is c-razy. for real. She runs around the house like a flash, sometimes sideways, skidding sharply around doorframes. She routinely arches her back and hops madly at me sideways, making hiss hiss noises. Yesterday she jumped out of hiding and viciously sunk her fangs into my thigh.
I'm sure you can see where this is going: Brandon and I stayed up quite late, laughing madly, yelling "Legion!" as she ran in and out of our room in her frantic midnight dash. I commanded confidently in imitation, "Come out of this cat, you evil spirit!" After all people, WWJD, right?
After this went on for awhile, I realized it probably wasn't a laughing matter. Being the wuss that I am, I figured I would start to fear her immensely when alone with her, and that thoughts of demon-Stella would haunt my dreams if I didn't put a stop to my folly.
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