Oh, I love this story. God bless and all, but sometimes you've got to say...one for the animal kingdom! I just hope the Bou doesn't get any ideas!!!
Pet camel kills Australian woman while apparently trying to have sex
BRISBANE, Australia (AP) - An Australian woman was killed by a pet camel given to her as a 60th birthday present after the animal apparently tried to have sex, police said Sunday.
The woman, whose name was not released, was killed Saturday at her family's sheep and cattle ranch near Mitchell, 600 kilometres west of the Queensland state capital Brisbane, state police Detective Senior Constable Craig Gregory said.
The 10-month-old male camel - weighing about 150 kilograms - knocked the woman to the ground, lay on top of her, then exhibited what police suspect was mating behaviour, Gregory said
"I'd say it's probably been playing, or it may be even a sexual sort of thing," Gregory said, adding the camel almost suffocated the family's pet goat by straddling it on several occasions.
Camel expert Chris Hill said he had no doubt the camel's behaviour was sexual.
Hill, who has offered camel rides to tourists for 20 years, said young camels are not aggressive, but can be dangerous if treated as pets without discipline. The fate of the camel was not known.
The woman was given the camel in March as a birthday present from her husband and daughter. "She had a love of exotic pets," Gregory said.
Sunday, August 19, 2007
Friday, August 17, 2007
The Bou Goes to Cal-i-forn-i-a
Ok, first what you've all logged on for...some Bou content. Here's a picture of the Bou drinking from the incredibly pure water of the headwaters of the Sacramento River in Mt. Shasta City. This picture is about 400 metres downstream from the granite rock from which the spring flows bringing wa
ter from within the earth to the river where it will flow out to the ocean near San Fransisco.
Every day we would go to the spring and fill up our water bottles. The spring is right in the city and there are always many people there filling their bottles for the day. The water in the area is so pure the city does not even treat their drinking water.
The next day we were in Shasta where we stayed for 6 nights in the tent! The Bou was a good sport about it all, but at almost 12 I knew he'd rather have his creature comforts. Here is the Bou in our tent:
We managed to find a nice day care for Bou, where I payed double the price to have him in a luxury cell. His cell was nicely air conditioned, and located beside the kitchen where he got to smell and sample the doggie cookies being baked.
Last time we were in Shasta, Bou was younger and a little more able. On that trip he climbed the Black Butte with me! It is picutred here:
ter from within the earth to the river where it will flow out to the ocean near San Fransisco. Every day we would go to the spring and fill up our water bottles. The spring is right in the city and there are always many people there filling their bottles for the day. The water in the area is so pure the city does not even treat their drinking water.
On the way down to Mt. Shasta last week, the Bou and I spent a night in Eugene, Oregon with my friend Alan. We spent a night on the way back too, and got to see lots of Eugene, a great little university town with lots of Simpsons history and inuendo. Alan is a profoessor at the University of Oregon, where he is "the applied math guy" and studies ice, particularly how glaciers move dirt. This is my friend Alan:
The next day we were in Shasta where we stayed for 6 nights in the tent! The Bou was a good sport about it all, but at almost 12 I knew he'd rather have his creature comforts. Here is the Bou in our tent:
We managed to find a nice day care for Bou, where I payed double the price to have him in a luxury cell. His cell was nicely air conditioned, and located beside the kitchen where he got to smell and sample the doggie cookies being baked.
Last time we were in Shasta, Bou was younger and a little more able. On that trip he climbed the Black Butte with me! It is picutred here:
The areas of California and Oregon we went to were very beautiful. The blues of the skies and the lakes are spectacular. The blue of Lake Tahoe is an example of the beauty, though sadly "Keep Tahoe Blue" has been appropriated for political purposes. Crater Lake in Southern Oregon was a bit off the path we were travelling, but having seen it's blue before, I really wanted to see it again so we took some extra time to go by Crater Lake on the way back to Eugene:
Ok, we'll wrap up with some more Bou content, cause he's so cute. Here is the Bou smiling at the border, smelling the salt air once again, and happy to be almost home. He was a good sport and never complained, but I know he wanted his couch and buffalo bones.
Sunday, August 12, 2007
On Peace
The Bou decided we needed a little time out of town last week, so we packed up the Yaris and set off on an 8 day vacation.
My destination of choice was Yosemite, but after stopping in Mt. Shasta City on the second night we went no further. In Mt. Shasta I was comfortable, I was safe, I was home.
For those who have not been to the area, Mt. Shasta City is a little town of a few thousand people at the foot of Mt. Shasta in Northern California. Mt. Shasta is one of the 7 spiritual mountains of the world. It is an incredible vortex of positive energy, and hosts vibrant sub-cultures of all things love, peace and positivity. Wrote naturalist John Muir about the impact of his first vision of Mt. Shasta:
Without knowing the history, power, or mythology of Shasta, I too was awed by the mountain the first time I saw her and felt her energy and presence in 1999. I've gone back three more times since then, always drawn by something intangible, something safe.
On this most recent visit, Mt. Shasta did not disappoint. While the Bou lounged in his air conditioned day care, I spent my days trail running and hiking in the area, and found the mountain's reach and power were ever present. As I ran on nearby ridges and mountains Mt. Shasta was always there, either ahead as a beacon to guide me safely, or behind, as a watchman protecting my back. At night, sleeping on the slopes and dirt of Mt. Shasta, under clear starry skies, I consciously experienced for the first time what it is to be "at peace."
My destination of choice was Yosemite, but after stopping in Mt. Shasta City on the second night we went no further. In Mt. Shasta I was comfortable, I was safe, I was home.
For those who have not been to the area, Mt. Shasta City is a little town of a few thousand people at the foot of Mt. Shasta in Northern California. Mt. Shasta is one of the 7 spiritual mountains of the world. It is an incredible vortex of positive energy, and hosts vibrant sub-cultures of all things love, peace and positivity. Wrote naturalist John Muir about the impact of his first vision of Mt. Shasta:
I was fifty miles away and afoot, alone and weary.
Yet all my blood turned to wine, and I have not been weary since.
- John Muir, 1874
Without knowing the history, power, or mythology of Shasta, I too was awed by the mountain the first time I saw her and felt her energy and presence in 1999. I've gone back three more times since then, always drawn by something intangible, something safe.
On this most recent visit, Mt. Shasta did not disappoint. While the Bou lounged in his air conditioned day care, I spent my days trail running and hiking in the area, and found the mountain's reach and power were ever present. As I ran on nearby ridges and mountains Mt. Shasta was always there, either ahead as a beacon to guide me safely, or behind, as a watchman protecting my back. At night, sleeping on the slopes and dirt of Mt. Shasta, under clear starry skies, I consciously experienced for the first time what it is to be "at peace."
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