Beware the Drop Bear

Don’t say I didn’t warn you…

It was only the night before that I’d been telling a couple of German backpackers about the dangers of drop-bears. There I was, on my deck enjoying a cup of Earl Grey, when bam… a drop bear lined me up…

I got out of the way just in time as the ferocious little bastard bounced to the ground…

Our eyes were locked, I didn’t want to make any sudden movements. I was backing away slowly when he charged towards me…

Luckily for me, his mum slid down the tree and intercepted…

She scooped the beast onto her breast, I could see the smug satisfaction in her eye, “you got lucky this time, punk.” was what that look told me…

The pair were back up the tree in no-time., ready to pounce on some other unassuming sucker…

I try my best to warn those venturing into the bush about the dangers that lurk in the trees, some show concern but most don’t believe me. Be it on their heads… just don’t say I didn’t warn you…

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