I’m not much of a runner, but I still manage to get out there. I do it in all weather all year round —but I will never, ever again think that I’m hardcore -even for a second- after reading this story:
Arizona: Jogger Attacked by Rabid Fox
By THE ASSOCIATED PRESS
A jogger was attacked by a rabid fox, ran a mile with the animal’s jaws clamped on her arm and then drove herself to a hospital, the authorities said. The Yavapai County sheriff’s office said the woman told deputies that she was on a trail near Prescott on Monday when the fox attacked and bit her foot. The woman said that she grabbed the fox by the neck when it went for her leg but that it bit her arm. The woman wanted the animal tested for rabies so she ran a mile to her car with the fox still biting her arm, then pried the animal off and tossed it in her trunk and drove to the Prescott hospital. The sheriff’s office said the fox later bit an animal-control officer. He and the woman are both receiving rabies vaccinations.
By the way: runners get all bent out of shape when you call them “joggers” —especially if they have a fox hanging off their arm.
Is that a rabid fox on your forearm or are you just glad to see me ?
Who’s that fox she had on her arm?
Alternate headline for this story:
Fox News
Unfair and unbalanced.
Rosie Ruiz sneaks into a bar with a beautiful
fox on her arm…wait…, I’m flashing-back to
Firesign Theatre, Man! I’ll try, again;
Two beautiful dogs walk into a kitchen with
a rabid cameraman blocking the food; wait…
…why did she need a spare rabid fox, again?