Most Dangerous Situation?

[SEVERUSMAX]

Yes. Ironically, my parents thought that it was "Satanic", so they didn't celebrate it. So I got no Halloween candy most years. On the plus side, I DID get birthday cake.

 

[Aurora Black]

I dated a cop about a year before I got married. One night, about a month after getting an abused white shepherd who became my baby, I was home alone. He was at work. I heard the front door of our house open and someone come in. Daisy, the shepherd, went absolutely nuts, started barking and growling and I heard footsteps run back through the house and out the front door.

I called my boyfriend who happened to be at the station at the time. They came lights and sirens to the house. Two blocks away was a man who my boyfriend had arrested for drug possession, he was out on bail. He had a knife, huge hunting knife that he had planned to use to torture, rape and kill me with.

I thank God for that dog everyday.

Oh my God! So he was planning to use you because of a vendetta? Dogs are angels on earth.

 

[Guest]

After reading all of your situations, mine seem very tame! I'm a lucky man!!

My close calls have all been on two wheels, once at 16, hit a very large dog going about 60 mph on a gravel road. Ended up escaping with a bunch of road rash after a long slide.

Next time was on a race track, tried a corner a bit fast, dropped the bike at around 130 mph... very very long slide on hind quarters. Nothing broken, but scared the heck outta a photographer working the corner. And he never sent me a PHOTO!!

Now I ride a bicycle on the roads... way more dangerous than racing!! LOL

And may I say...OUCH

 

[BlackShanglan]

Thank god for horses! Not only are they strong and gorgeous animals, they also deter pedophiles!

I do my best to carry on the tradition.

It didn't put my life at risk, but I do have a strong memory of a moment that occurred when I was hiking with two friends. We were following a narrow trail around the steep hill face near a waterfall - narrow enough that we had to go facing and half-hugging the rock in front of us, shuffling sideways. Suddenly the ground gave way under my friend and she plummetted down the cliff face with it. In possibly the only real act of graceful coordination in my life, I managed to grab her arm with one hand and a small tree next to me with the other. I can still recall quite clearly the image I saw looking down as I braced and clung to her; I could see thirty feet of clear air and the rocks of the waterfall below her dangling feet, with her face looking up at me. Thank God, our other friend was on the opposite side and soon had her other arm. It was a frightening moment, all the more so because the only way off of the trail after a moment like that was to continue following it, knowing that the same could happen again.

Mulling over personal danger, I recall that I was at a swimming pool as a lifeguard when a riot broke out. It's odd, though; for some reason I never really felt at risk. I don't think I had time. I remember leaping into the pool from the chair because I could see them punching my co-worker, John, in the back of the neck and I was sickened at the thought that they might seriously injure him. I don't know what I thought I could do about it, given the number of people attacking him, but it comforts me a little that my instinct was to go help him. I don't think that in that situation it would be right not to try to help, however hopeless that attempt might have been.

As it happened, he was free of them and barricaded in the break room by the time I was out of the water. I hadn't had enough of suicidal gestures, naturally, so I grabbed a younger man and threw him against a wall and yelled at him to knock off racing over the concrete and throwing himself into the pool (nearly landing on a small child) and help me get the children out of the water before someone got killed. I think I said something about how they were all going to imitate him if he didn't stop. I take it as a sign that some people really are basically good that he not only stopped, but actually began helping me get the little children out of the water. It's odd how often I remember that; that while some people were kicking one of our guards while he lay helpless on the ground, others were still able to think of something beyond themselves. I hope that he kept and strengthened that streak of decency and goodness in him.

Shanglan

 

[Guest]

Oh my God! So he was planning to use you because of a vendetta? Dogs are angels on earth.

I cried for two weeks when she got cancer and I had to put her down. She was my pride and joy for a lot of years. Now I have two yorkies that are absolutely the most funniest dogs you've ever seen. Rico, my little one at seven pounds tries to hump the cat when she's in heat, and the cat lets him. We are planning on having pittens or kuppies, haven't figured out which. I figured they'd be dogs who are born to use a litter box..lol.

 

[Aurora Black]

After reading all of your situations, mine seem very tame! I'm a lucky man!!

My close calls have all been on two wheels, once at 16, hit a very large dog going about 60 mph on a gravel road. Ended up escaping with a bunch of road rash after a long slide.

Next time was on a race track, tried a corner a bit fast, dropped the bike at around 130 mph... very very long slide on hind quarters. Nothing broken, but scared the heck outta a photographer working the corner. And he never sent me a PHOTO!!

Now I ride a bicycle on the roads... way more dangerous than racing!! LOL

I can imagine, with the way folks drive these days. No one is safe.

 

[Guest]

I do my best to carry on the tradition.

It didn't put my life at risk, but I do have a strong memory of a moment that occurred when I was hiking with two friends. We were following a narrow trail around the steep hill face near a waterfall - narrow enough that we had to go facing and half-hugging the rock in front of us, shuffling sideways. Suddenly the ground gave way under my friend and she plummetted down the cliff face with it. In possibly the only real act of graceful coordination in my life, I managed to grab her arm with one hand and a small tree next to me with the other. I can still recall quite clearly the image I saw looking down as I braced and clung to her; I could see thirty feet of clear air and the rocks of the waterfall below her dangling feet, with her face looking up at me. Thank God, our other friend was on the opposite side and soon had her other arm. It was a frightening moment, all the more so because the only way off of the trail after a moment like that was to continue following it, knowing that the same could happen again.

Mulling over personal danger, I recall that I was at a swimming pool as a lifeguard when a riot broke out. It's odd, though; for some reason I never really felt at risk. I don't think I had time. I remember leaping into the pool from the chair because I could see them punching my co-worker, John, in the back of the neck and I was sickened at the thought that they might seriously injure him. I don't know what I thought I could do about it, given the number of people attacking him, but it comforts me a little that my instinct was to go help him. I don't think that in that situation it would be right not to try to help, however hopeless that attempt might have been.

As it happened, he was free of them and barricaded in the break room by the time I was out of the water. I hadn't had enough of suicidal gestures, naturally, so I grabbed a younger man and threw him against a wall and yelled at him to knock off racing over the concrete and throwing himself into the pool (nearly landing on a small child) and help me get the children out of the water before someone got killed. I think I said something about how they were all going to imitate him if he didn't stop. I take it as a sign that some people really are basically good that he not only stopped, but actually began helping me get the little children out of the water. It's odd how often I remember that; that while some people were kicking one of our guards while he lay helpless on the ground, others were still able to think of something beyond themselves. I hope that he kept and strengthened that streak of decency and goodness in him.

Shanglan

You have the soul of a hero...which is a wonderful thing. And I bet none of the people you helped will ever forget you either.

 

[Aurora Black]

Yes. Ironically, my parents thought that it was "Satanic", so they didn't celebrate it. So I got no Halloween candy most years. On the plus side, I DID get birthday cake.

God, that really chapped my ass when I used to go trick-or-treating as a kid. Every once in a while my friends and I would knock on the door and instead of the good stuff, we'd get tiny bibles. I was very polite on the outside, but I really wanted to say "Where the $&@* the candy, #&$*(!"

 

[BlackShanglan]

Danielle, what a wonderful story about your dog. It's the sort of thing that makes one believe in a higher providence, that your love and affection for a poor abused animal was so bravely returned. Good for you both.

 

[Aurora Black]

I do my best to carry on the tradition.

It didn't put my life at risk, but I do have a strong memory of a moment that occurred when I was hiking with two friends. We were following a narrow trail around the steep hill face near a waterfall - narrow enough that we had to go facing and half-hugging the rock in front of us, shuffling sideways. Suddenly the ground gave way under my friend and she plummetted down the cliff face with it. In possibly the only real act of graceful coordination in my life, I managed to grab her arm with one hand and a small tree next to me with the other. I can still recall quite clearly the image I saw looking down as I braced and clung to her; I could see thirty feet of clear air and the rocks of the waterfall below her dangling feet, with her face looking up at me. Thank God, our other friend was on the opposite side and soon had her other arm. It was a frightening moment, all the more so because the only way off of the trail after a moment like that was to continue following it, knowing that the same could happen again.

Mulling over personal danger, I recall that I was at a swimming pool as a lifeguard when a riot broke out. It's odd, though; for some reason I never really felt at risk. I don't think I had time. I remember leaping into the pool from the chair because I could see them punching my co-worker, John, in the back of the neck and I was sickened at the thought that they might seriously injure him. I don't know what I thought I could do about it, given the number of people attacking him, but it comforts me a little that my instinct was to go help him. I don't think that in that situation it would be right not to try to help, however hopeless that attempt might have been.

As it happened, he was free of them and barricaded in the break room by the time I was out of the water. I hadn't had enough of suicidal gestures, naturally, so I grabbed a younger man and threw him against a wall and yelled at him to knock off racing over the concrete and throwing himself into the pool (nearly landing on a small child) and help me get the children out of the water before someone got killed. I think I said something about how they were all going to imitate him if he didn't stop. I take it as a sign that some people really are basically good that he not only stopped, but actually began helping me get the little children out of the water. It's odd how often I remember that; that while some people were kicking one of our guards while he lay helpless on the ground, others were still able to think of something beyond themselves. I hope that he kept and strengthened that streak of decency and goodness in him.

Shanglan

You're a hero.

 

[Aurora Black]

I cried for two weeks when she got cancer and I had to put her down. She was my pride and joy for a lot of years.

Oh, now you're going to make me cry because you reminded me of Sandy. She was my sister's dog for 10 years, and she was a beagle/shepherd mutt. I loved her so much, and last year she was in so much pain that she had to be put to sleep. At least I got to see her one last time, when I went to visit. God!

 

[Guest]

Danielle, what a wonderful story about your dog. It's the sort of thing that makes one believe in a higher providence, that your love and affection for a poor abused animal was so bravely returned. Good for you both.

Thank you, she was beautiful, close to 110 pounds when I finally got her fattened up right. And she hated men, chased the vet out of the office more than once. But you couldn't have asked for a better dog, she slept with me, let me cry in her fur, ran with me, did it all. I still miss her.

 

[SEVERUSMAX]

Well, they were bible-thumpers, although they preferred to simply avoid the "trick or treating" hour altogether by going out to dinner.

 

[Guest]

Oh, now you're going to make me cry because you reminded me of Sandy. She was my sister's dog for 10 years, and she was a beagle/shepherd mutt. I loved her so much, and last year she was in so much pain that she had to be put to sleep. At least I got to see her one last time, when I went to visit. God!

Hugs, Aurora. I still get teary eyed when I think of Daisy too.

When I fell down the stairs after my surgery, my Yorkies, Koz and Rico stayed next to me because I couldn't get up. I kept telling them, go get Timmy Lassie, tell Timmy I've fallen and can't get the fuck up...lol.

 

[BlackShanglan]

Hugs, Aurora. I still get teary eyed when I think of Daisy too.

When I fell down the stairs after my surgery, my Yorkies, Koz and Rico stayed next to me because I couldn't get up. I kept telling them, go get Timmy Lassie, tell Timmy I've fallen and can't get the fuck up...lol.

Animals can offer us things that humans really can't touch, sometimes; that utter and total adoration that is so ridiculously flattering.

That said, I had the same experience when I threw my back out last year. I woke up unable to sit up or get out of bed. I lay there laughing for a while - it really was quite ridiculous - and trying not to wake the SO if I didn't need to, as I begin my day as much as four hours earlier. I thought, foolishly, that if I could just get my feet on the floor, I would be all right. Instead I ended up laying on the floor crawling and wriggling toward the bathroom.

Then the dog came! Thank God. She's over a hundred pounds, solidly built, and a wonderful animal. I began to get all misty-eyed as I thought of what an amazing Lassie moment we were about to have, and put my arm over her shoulders so that she could stand by me and help me up.

She walked away, with a look of "what the hell are you trying to do to me?" Then she licked my face while the cats nibbled my toes. It was the howls of half-smothered laughter and chagrin that finally woke the SO.

Timmy's down the bloody well, and likely to stay there in this house!

Shanglan

 

[Roxanne Appleby]

"Damn you, damn you, damn you all." - Liar exclaimed . .

And now me! Rather than do the work I am paid for and enjoy doing, I am spending way too much time with you delighful (if sometimes misguided, ref. political threads - you know who you are) people.

 

[Aurora Black]

Well, they were bible-thumpers, although they preferred to simply avoid the "trick or treating" hour altogether by going out to dinner.

What I never understood is why they bothered to turn on their porch lights if they weren't going to give away candy. If the light's off, the kids know not to go there. Leave it off! Don't open the damn door!

 

[Aurora Black]

Animals can offer us things that humans really can't touch, sometimes; that utter and total adoration that is so ridiculously flattering.

That said, I had the same experience when I threw my back out last year. I woke up unable to sit up or get out of bed. I lay there laughing for a while - it really was quite ridiculous - and trying not to wake the SO if I didn't need to, as I begin my day as much as four hours earlier. I thought, foolishly, that if I could just get my feet on the floor, I would be all right. Instead I ended up laying on the floor crawling and wriggling toward the bathroom.

Then the dog came! Thank God. She's over a hundred pounds, solidly built, and a wonderful animal. I began to get all misty-eyed as I thought of what an amazing Lassie moment we were about to have, and put my arm over her shoulders so that she could stand by me and help me up.

She walked away, with a look of "what the hell are you trying to do to me?" Then she licked my face while the cats nibbled my toes. It was the howls of half-smothered laughter and chagrin that finally woke the SO.

Timmy's down the bloody well, and likely to stay there in this house!

Shanglan

*disbelieving look at pets* What kind of four-legged heroes are you? *throws ball of string*

 

[Guest]

Animals can offer us things that humans really can't touch, sometimes; that utter and total adoration that is so ridiculously flattering.

That said, I had the same experience when I threw my back out last year. I woke up unable to sit up or get out of bed. I lay there laughing for a while - it really was quite ridiculous - and trying not to wake the SO if I didn't need to, as I begin my day as much as four hours earlier. I thought, foolishly, that if I could just get my feet on the floor, I would be all right. Instead I ended up laying on the floor crawling and wriggling toward the bathroom.

Then the dog came! Thank God. She's over a hundred pounds, solidly built, and a wonderful animal. I began to get all misty-eyed as I thought of what an amazing Lassie moment we were about to have, and put my arm over her shoulders so that she could stand by me and help me up.

She walked away, with a look of "what the hell are you trying to do to me?" Then she licked my face while the cats nibbled my toes. It was the howls of half-smothered laughter and chagrin that finally woke the SO.

Timmy's down the bloody well, and likely to stay there in this house!

Shanglan

Mine too Shang, I finally managed to crawl over to the couch and grab my cane and pull myself up. But they stayed next to me, so I guess that's something.

 

[Guest]

*disbelieving look at pets* What kind of four-legged heroes are you? *throws ball of string*

Rico'd bring it right back to you, he thinks he's part pit bull, part rottweiller and part retriever, all in a seven pound tiny little package.

 

[SEVERUSMAX]

What I never understood is why they bothered to turn on their porch lights if they weren't going to give away candy. If the light's off, the kids know not to go there. Leave it off! Don't open the damn door!

Actually, mine turned off theirs. Of course, they didn't always make it out of there in time, which led to some amusing desperation to find candy for the youngsters anyway. My last Halloween at my parents' house, I went out and drank a bit after dinner at a neighborhood bar close to their house. It was MY birthday, after all, and I wanted to celebrate it with some Scotch. I'm surprised that they never found out about my "celebration".

 

[Aurora Black]

Rico'd bring it right back to you, he thinks he's part pit bull, part rottweiller and part retriever, all in a seven pound tiny little package.

Aww.

 

[Aurora Black]

Actually, mine turned off theirs. Of course, they didn't always make it out of there in time, which led to some amusing desperation to find candy for the youngsters anyway. My last Halloween at my parents' house, I went out and drank a bit after dinner at a neighborhood bar close to their house. It was MY birthday, after all, and I wanted to celebrate it with some Scotch. I'm surprised that they never found out about my "celebration".

What if they had found out? Would they have sent you outside to get the switch?

 

[Aurora Black]

Hey, Danielle! You know what I miss the most about Halloween?

Wow, we've really hijacked the "Danger" thread. Oh, well.

 

[Boota]

Between the ages of 22 and 30 I was living a very bad life. It would a shorter list if I could only do the days I didn't almost get killed. LOL.