Gone are the days of the crocodile hunter
Steve Irwin passed away in a tragic death yesterday morning (Aus time) after being attacked by a Sting Ray Barb that went right through his heart.
He was the man who taught us to love creepy crawlers and freaky amphibians. He will be terribly missed. I personally do not watch his programs, and it is nothing personal. But the thing is, I cant stand those animals who surround him man! I cringe!
As ironic as it sounds, he dedicated his whole life to wildlife, educating the world the beauty of ’some’ animals you never imagined can be tame, and yet, his life was taken by a member of the wildlife. Isn’t it ironic? Don’t you think?
Back at home (news), my cough STILL has not gone. Anyone has a remedy for this? Please jot down your magic and lemme know. It is sooo annoying! Help!
Life has not shifted gear to "exciting" yet, when it does, you will be the first to know. Looking forward to meeting up with William, Foo and Tarry tomorrow if they can make it *wink*
