A Fight To Be Remembered...!

Most of us were taught that we should not fight, unless there was just no other choice!

In this case, I would say that there was no other way out. This poor old farmer was older than his attacker, shorter than his attacker, and probably a lot slower! Still, I think we can all be proud of the way he handled himself!

Minnesota man is bloodied, bruised after deer attack

Article by: CHUCK HAGA , Associated Press
Updated: August 9, 2012 - 5:04 PM

FERTILE, Minn. - The way Mark Christianson tells it, in his lilting Old Country accent, the deer started the fight.

"I was going out to finish spraying the soybeans," he said. "I stepped out a side door, and we saw each other, and he started coming closer.

"He was pummeling me, standing on his hind legs and hitting me with the front ones. He hammered me good, rapid fire, and I thought, `Well, this isn't good.' I wasn't winning, so I grabbed him and tackled him and we both went down on the ground."

We don't have the deer's account because, after losing the kick-boxing and wrestling portions of this North Woods triathlon, Christianson shot the eight-point whitetail buck, which had brought antlers and attitude and a strong left hoof to the fight but nothing to match Christianson's 30-06 rifle.

The confrontation, which left Christianson, 66, with black eyes and pink-to-purple bruises over his arms, shoulders and chest, occurred last Thursday as he stepped outside his farm home about 10 miles southeast of Fertile.

Mark and his wife, Judy, 65, had seen the deer days before, brazenly hanging out in their yard, sampling Judy's potted impatiens and ignoring all attempts to shoo it away.

"We sometimes have 17 or 18 deer in the yard here, but we have a hard time getting a picture," she said. "You open the door a little and — phfft — they're gone. They're usually so sensitive.

"But this one, I would stomp my feet and it wouldn't go away.

Oh well, sometimes you win, sometimes you lose! This old guy should change his name to "Timex!" You know, "takes a lickin' and keeps on tickin'!"

Coffee in the kitchen this morning. It's supposed to start raining, and I don't want my hair to get wet! (he said as he grinned!)