Title: Golden Eagle Snatches Kid in Montreal! Source:
You Tube URL Source:http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=POx37iFsWrQ Published:Dec 18, 2012 Author:micbergsma Post Date:2012-12-19 01:57:44 by Abcdefg Keywords:None Views:11940 Comments:31
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You have got to see this! Kid was lucky the eagle dropped him unharmed.
Speaking of stupid, how's your ex presidential hopeful Herman Cain doing? Has he promised you a position in his new party yet? Lechers Anonymous would be a good name for it.
Three students in 3D animation are sure to get a perfect grade after a video depicting an eagle snatching a toddler in a Montreal park went viral and generated discussions around the world.
Normand Archambault, Loïc Mireault and Félix Marquis-Poulin, students at Centre NAD, have come forward to claim responsibility for the overnight sensation.
Fred,I have a serious question. How do we know these students are the ones who actually did it,instead of three teens wanting to claim credit for it?
I read the link and noticed there were no quotes by the school or anybody from the school being interviewed.
And Eagles and hawks WILL attack pets. I've seen it happen. I've seen hawks that are MUCH smaller than a eagle attack and kill full-grown chickens,and they have been known to take away small dogs or puppies,and kittens. Hawks mostly avoid fully-grown cats because sometimes the cats eat them. I had a 7 pound female cat sucker a hawk into coming down after her,and just as he got to her she spun around and snatched him out of the air and had herself a little hawk dinner. I just happened to be looking out the window and saw this happen.
I think that hawk may have gotten one of her kittens and this pissed her off.
BTW,that same cat killed one of my father's chickens too,and I blamed that one on a hawk. I had just gone out to the shop to feed the cat and her kittens some meaty cat food,and the mother cat just happened to be in the shop at the same time. That old hen stayed in the shop and would follow you around the yard as protection from the hawks. She was smart enough to understand there would be no attacks as long as she stayed close to a human.
Anyway,the old hen was pretty pushy. I'd go in there at night when I was building my knucklehead Harley,and there were times when she would get pissed at the lights and the music while she was trying to roost,and she would come over and start pecking at me to try to run me off. I admired her spirit,so I let her get away with it.
After the cat had her kittens the hen got into the habit of joining the kittens when I fed them,and pecking them on the head if she thought they were too close to her. That worked fine until the day the old mother cat decided to join in with the eating,and the hen made the mistake of pecking HER on the forehead. That was the end of that hen. That little female cat took no crap off man nor beast. I had to drag her off the head of one of my fathers friends one day when he came into the house and made the mistake of swatting at her to chase her out of a chair he wanted to set in. She ran straight up his arm and was tapdancing all over his head before I could get her off. After I closed her up in my bedroom to give her time to calm down and then let her out again,the first thing she did was run to the chair and start dancing around it on her tiptoes while growling at him and arching her back while looking for a opening. She was still pissed,and determined to chase him out of that chair.
He not only never tried that again,but for the first time in his life he would knock on the door before coming in the house,and would refuse to come in until I'd lock the cat in the bathroom or my bedroom.
You couldn't hurt her,either. She wasn't MY pet cat. She was my Doberman's pet cat. She followed my Doberman home one day and just stayed. Bad things would happen to you if the Dobie caught you hurting what she thought was her ugly puppy.
I used to warn people,"Don't worry about the Doberman,worry about that damn cat! If she starts to growl at you,stop whatever it is you are doing right NOW because that's all the warning you are going to get."
Thanks for sharing your interesting animal adventures.
I used to hate cats but about a month ago a stray was hanging around my front porch. I put a small bowl of milk on the porch for her and refilled it in the afternoon. A week or two later I bought a small bag of dry cat food and fed that cat every morning around 8 a.m. I wouldn't let her in my house and I doubt she'd want to come in anyway. I was heading out to the west coast for my brother's (third) wedding for and would be gone for about 5 days - I fed the cat before I departed that day and was a bit worried about how she'd be when I returned. I returned on a Tuesday about noon and she was sitting on my porch when I pulled in my driveway, something I'd expect a dog to do. I fed her as soon as got my car unloaded, not know if she was hungry or not - she was.
The next day we continued our 8 a.m. feeding routine and she was there like clockwork for the next two days. The third day she wasn't there and I later found out that she had been run over by a car next to a mailbox about two hundred yards from my home on an adjacent street, dead. I'm reluctant to get another pet for these very reasons. The End.
Epilogue: That cat skeedaddled whenever we first met each other. Then she'd meow at me. When she got closer knowing the food was coming she'd both meow and hiss at me like a wild animal. I never tried to pet her and maybe I would have eventually had she hung around a bit longer.
