I killed skippy! I'm going to hell! (dinner spoilers)

Sever · 12-02-2002, 09:35 AM

Firstly, this is not a funny story. It may sound funny, but the ghost of skippy's long lost son is going to haunt my dreams for a week. It happened today whilst i was driving tractors for a guy i know. We're out on his farm shifting equipment from one paddock to the next when i park up next to an old tank and see this kangaroo just lying there in the shade. It didn't seem too fussed so i left the tractor there and walked back to get the ute. When i got back, it was still there and was still (seemingly) oblivious to all this noisy junk driving around. I figured it was hurt so i went to check it out.

Sure enough, it had been dragging half its festy foreleg around for probably a week and was emaciated beyond any reasonable measure. This didn't stop it from trying to go me, though. There and then, i acquired a new found respect for this bold, hissing bravado, pathetic as it was, and got my water bottle to give the poor sucker a drink. As soon as it saw the cool, clear water flowing into my sandwitch box, it forgot all about trying to defend his shady grave and sat there still as a mouse. I pushed the container forward and he tentatively began to drink. And drink. When he'd finished, i filled it again and wondered if he'd ever seen or tasted water as cool or clean as this.

I sat down a few feet in front of him and waited. It was like some sort of weird bonding session. He was drinking and looking at me with big black eyes that were no longer afraid but thankful. It gave me a warm fuzzy feeling from head to toe.

That's when the boss rocked up. I couldn't have looked more dumbfounded if i'd been caught with his daughter. He made some quip about the 'crocodile hunter' and then told me to put it down and get back to work. I was now faced with a moral dilemma of sorts. When i first went to check it out, i was almost positive i was going to have to kill it. After i had sat with it and gave it the last of my water, this just seemed so barbaric. After a minute, i asked the boss if i could go back and get the gun. He said he wasn't about to waste the time when i could just as easily smack its brains. He jumped in his harvester and drove off.

Again, i stood there weighing up the choices. I could dissobey the boss and fetch the gun or i could find something to hit it. After a painfully long minute, i went to the ute and found the only tool i considerd heavy enough to do the job; a 12" spanner. (a poxy, freakin 12" shifter. No gympie hammers or 1" drive ratchet handles anywhere!) My warm fuzzy feeling was very quickly turning cold.

I walked up to skippy with the shifter in clear view. It was watching me the whole time and just sat there. Didn't move. It had even stopped panting. It just looked at me with those big black eyes. I don't know if it was content to accept it's fate or if it was trying some strange 'roo hypnosis on me. Either way, i felt rotten, but i brought the spanner down.

That's where it's supposed to end. I did the human (humane?) thing and ended it's suffering. At least, that was the plan. I will spare you the details as i'm sure you can imagine the scene that followed. If i thought roos were brainless before, i'm now totally convinced. Suffice to say, even with a poxy spanner, i had crushed its skull and the poor thing was still kicking and rolling all over the place.

I freaked. I was cold all over and listening to the groaning made it worse. I raised the spanner again but my hand was shaking too much to hit a thrashing target. I thought about stepping on it. I thought about strangling it. In the end, i put my hand on its chest and screamed at it "Please die" over and again until finally, its heart slowed and it died.

Now i felt rotten. Pale and shaking. I threw the spanner back in the ute, climbed in, fumbled around until i had a smoke lit and drove off. I didn't dare look back for fear it would start kicking again. So much for mercy. So much for easing the pain. I was now the embodiment of evil. I befriended and then betrayed skippy, and i'm sure the boss was laughing the whole way through.

It's not a nice story, i know, but i need someone to provide a moral to the story or tell me i did the right thing or something. Anything!

johnny · 12-02-2002, 09:47 AM

I think at least you TRIED to do the right thing, next time though, no matter what your boss says, use a rifle or whatever it is you have there, cause this will indeed probably haunt you in your dreams for some time.

Wurm · 12-02-2002, 09:47 AM

Man that sucks, as a little consolation the body does that when the brain is killed. I however would said screw the boss and went and got the gun. But it still would of kicked around. You did the right thing, but I am sorry to say from personal experiance (not with a roo mind you) your going to have that haunting you for quite awhile

Cloudbringer · 12-02-2002, 09:50 AM

Oh dear.. it's NOT a good story at all, but I agree with Johhny. At least you tried to do right by the poor animal.

WillowIX · 12-02-2002, 09:56 AM

Yes IMO you did the right thing but as johnny said using a rifle would have been better. Sometimes I wish that we could do the same to human patients when there´s too much suffering and no cure. But only sometimes

Bruce The Aussie · 12-02-2002, 10:07 AM

why not next time shoot the boss and get the roo medical attention? [img]tongue.gif[/img]

Epona · 12-02-2002, 10:15 AM

I think you did the right thing. Yes, shooting it would have been better, but if you whacked it hard on the head, the thrashing about was just the nerves reacting - I doubt it was in much pain. Very horrible for you to watch though.

My dad once had to do similar to a baby rabbit we found while on a walk - it had been in an accident and its guts were hanging out of a big gash in its side, no way it could have survived, it was sitting there panting with a glazed look in its eyes. My dad did the only thing he could do - picked up a rock and hit it on the head. He knew he couldn't do anything else, but he still cried (has a bit of a soft spot for rabbits, my dad).

Sometimes we do what we have to do - we may not like it, but that's the way it goes.

Sever · 12-02-2002, 10:31 AM

Thanks guys, you have made me feel a little better. Shooting the boss (or at least running him down with a 25 ton chaser bin) was high on my list of priorities after i drove off. As for the post mortem thrashing, it was definately alive. It's skull had a dent big enough to hold a football and it was snorting blood and groaning. I could feel its heart racing as i 'willed' it to sleep.

At least i can take some solace knowing that it would have been well and truly senseless.

Talthyr Malkaviel · 12-02-2002, 10:37 AM

I can sympathise somewhat at least, even a mercy killing of an animal isn't a nice thing to watch, I've seen it before myself, although not with a kangaroo of course.
Still, you did what you could in the situation, and you can't sensibly ask someone for more than that.
BTW, off topic, but Epona, are you still on MSN?

Epona · 12-02-2002, 11:41 AM

Quote:

Originally posted by Talthyr Malkaviel:

BTW, off topic, but Epona, are you still on MSN?

I wasn't for about 3 months, but I got back on last night, having finally moved into my new place and got my phone line and PC sorted out.

My priorities are arse about face really, I have no fridge or cooker, but my PC and TV work

12-02-2002, 09:35 AM	#1
Sever Ma'at - Goddess of Truth & Justice Join Date: October 31, 2002 Location: Western Australia Age: 43 Posts: 3,293	Firstly, this is not a funny story. It may sound funny, but the ghost of skippy's long lost son is going to haunt my dreams for a week. It happened today whilst i was driving tractors for a guy i know. We're out on his farm shifting equipment from one paddock to the next when i park up next to an old tank and see this kangaroo just lying there in the shade. It didn't seem too fussed so i left the tractor there and walked back to get the ute. When i got back, it was still there and was still (seemingly) oblivious to all this noisy junk driving around. I figured it was hurt so i went to check it out. Sure enough, it had been dragging half its festy foreleg around for probably a week and was emaciated beyond any reasonable measure. This didn't stop it from trying to go me, though. There and then, i acquired a new found respect for this bold, hissing bravado, pathetic as it was, and got my water bottle to give the poor sucker a drink. As soon as it saw the cool, clear water flowing into my sandwitch box, it forgot all about trying to defend his shady grave and sat there still as a mouse. I pushed the container forward and he tentatively began to drink. And drink. When he'd finished, i filled it again and wondered if he'd ever seen or tasted water as cool or clean as this. I sat down a few feet in front of him and waited. It was like some sort of weird bonding session. He was drinking and looking at me with big black eyes that were no longer afraid but thankful. It gave me a warm fuzzy feeling from head to toe. That's when the boss rocked up. I couldn't have looked more dumbfounded if i'd been caught with his daughter. He made some quip about the 'crocodile hunter' and then told me to put it down and get back to work. I was now faced with a moral dilemma of sorts. When i first went to check it out, i was almost positive i was going to have to kill it. After i had sat with it and gave it the last of my water, this just seemed so barbaric. After a minute, i asked the boss if i could go back and get the gun. He said he wasn't about to waste the time when i could just as easily smack its brains. He jumped in his harvester and drove off. Again, i stood there weighing up the choices. I could dissobey the boss and fetch the gun or i could find something to hit it. After a painfully long minute, i went to the ute and found the only tool i considerd heavy enough to do the job; a 12" spanner. (a poxy, freakin 12" shifter. No gympie hammers or 1" drive ratchet handles anywhere!) My warm fuzzy feeling was very quickly turning cold. I walked up to skippy with the shifter in clear view. It was watching me the whole time and just sat there. Didn't move. It had even stopped panting. It just looked at me with those big black eyes. I don't know if it was content to accept it's fate or if it was trying some strange 'roo hypnosis on me. Either way, i felt rotten, but i brought the spanner down. That's where it's supposed to end. I did the human (humane?) thing and ended it's suffering. At least, that was the plan. I will spare you the details as i'm sure you can imagine the scene that followed. If i thought roos were brainless before, i'm now totally convinced. Suffice to say, even with a poxy spanner, i had crushed its skull and the poor thing was still kicking and rolling all over the place. I freaked. I was cold all over and listening to the groaning made it worse. I raised the spanner again but my hand was shaking too much to hit a thrashing target. I thought about stepping on it. I thought about strangling it. In the end, i put my hand on its chest and screamed at it "Please die" over and again until finally, its heart slowed and it died. Now i felt rotten. Pale and shaking. I threw the spanner back in the ute, climbed in, fumbled around until i had a smoke lit and drove off. I didn't dare look back for fear it would start kicking again. So much for mercy. So much for easing the pain. I was now the embodiment of evil. I befriended and then betrayed skippy, and i'm sure the boss was laughing the whole way through. It's not a nice story, i know, but i need someone to provide a moral to the story or tell me i did the right thing or something. Anything! __________________ Say say, oh playmate i cannot play with you my dolly's got the flu boo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo

12-02-2002, 09:47 AM	#2
johnny 40th Level Warrior Join Date: April 15, 2002 Location: Utrecht The Netherlands Age: 58 Posts: 16,981	I think at least you TRIED to do the right thing, next time though, no matter what your boss says, use a rifle or whatever it is you have there, cause this will indeed probably haunt you in your dreams for some time. __________________

12-02-2002, 09:47 AM	#3
Wurm Drizzt Do'Urden Join Date: August 19, 2001 Location: Grafenwöhr Bayern Germany Age: 59 Posts: 640	Man that sucks, as a little consolation the body does that when the brain is killed. I however would said screw the boss and went and got the gun. But it still would of kicked around. You did the right thing, but I am sorry to say from personal experiance (not with a roo mind you) your going to have that haunting you for quite awhile __________________ [url]\"http://www.sharkyforums.com/forumdisplay.php?s=&forumid=6\" target=\"_blank\">Come visit where I Moderate <img border=\"0\" title=\"\" alt=\"[Big Grin]\" src=\"biggrin.gif\" /> </a><br />[url]\"http://www.bsforums.com\" target=\"_blank\"> And also visit the nicest group of OTers I know <img border=\"0\" title=\"\" alt=\"[Smile]\" src=\"smile.gif\" /> </a>

12-02-2002, 09:50 AM	#4
Cloudbringer Ironworks Moderator Join Date: March 1, 2001 Location: Upstate NY USA Posts: 19,737	Oh dear.. it's NOT a good story at all, but I agree with Johhny. At least you tried to do right by the poor animal. __________________ "Don't take life for granted." Animal (may he rest in peace)

12-02-2002, 09:56 AM	#5
WillowIX Apophis Join Date: July 10, 2001 Location: By a big blue lake, Canada Age: 50 Posts: 4,628	Yes IMO you did the right thing but as johnny said using a rifle would have been better. Sometimes I wish that we could do the same to human patients when there´s too much suffering and no cure. But only sometimes __________________ Confuzzled by nature.

12-02-2002, 10:07 AM	#6
Bruce The Aussie Fzoul Chembryl Join Date: March 2, 2001 Location: Chaotica (london,england) Age: 37 Posts: 1,798	why not next time shoot the boss and get the roo medical attention? [img]tongue.gif[/img] __________________ [img]\"http://members.aol.com/lasttrueprincess/images/bruce.gif\" alt=\" - \" /><br />Have a nice day <img border=\"0\" title=\"\" alt=\"[Big Grin]\" src=\"biggrin.gif\" /> <br />cloudkingdom.co.uk<br />\"be calm, be happy, be stoned\"<br />The person currently speaking is(tick appropriate): Me/My inner child/the voices in my head/my inner demons

12-02-2002, 10:15 AM	#7
Epona Zartan Join Date: March 1, 2001 Location: London, England Age: 53 Posts: 5,164	I think you did the right thing. Yes, shooting it would have been better, but if you whacked it hard on the head, the thrashing about was just the nerves reacting - I doubt it was in much pain. Very horrible for you to watch though. My dad once had to do similar to a baby rabbit we found while on a walk - it had been in an accident and its guts were hanging out of a big gash in its side, no way it could have survived, it was sitting there panting with a glazed look in its eyes. My dad did the only thing he could do - picked up a rock and hit it on the head. He knew he couldn't do anything else, but he still cried (has a bit of a soft spot for rabbits, my dad). Sometimes we do what we have to do - we may not like it, but that's the way it goes. __________________ [img]\"http://www.wizardrealm.com/images/epona.gif\" alt=\" - \" />

12-02-2002, 10:31 AM	#8
Sever Ma'at - Goddess of Truth & Justice Join Date: October 31, 2002 Location: Western Australia Age: 43 Posts: 3,293	Thanks guys, you have made me feel a little better. Shooting the boss (or at least running him down with a 25 ton chaser bin) was high on my list of priorities after i drove off. As for the post mortem thrashing, it was definately alive. It's skull had a dent big enough to hold a football and it was snorting blood and groaning. I could feel its heart racing as i 'willed' it to sleep. At least i can take some solace knowing that it would have been well and truly senseless. __________________ Say say, oh playmate i cannot play with you my dolly's got the flu boo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo

12-02-2002, 10:37 AM	#9
Talthyr Malkaviel Ma'at - Goddess of Truth & Justice Join Date: August 31, 2001 Location: Land of the Britons Age: 37 Posts: 3,224	I can sympathise somewhat at least, even a mercy killing of an animal isn't a nice thing to watch, I've seen it before myself, although not with a kangaroo of course. Still, you did what you could in the situation, and you can't sensibly ask someone for more than that. BTW, off topic, but Epona, are you still on MSN? __________________ Resident cantankerous sorcerer of the Clan HADB<br />and Sorcerous Nuttella salesman of the O.R.T<br /> <br /><br />Say NO to the Trouser Tyranny! Can I drill you about this?

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