CRAZY "PETE"

When my gal cousins and I spent a month safariing in Australia, we came across this guy way out in the outback who had a....well sort of zoo. You paid to go in and see his animals but once he closed the doors you were locked in and you played by his rules. This guy was crazy....actually his name really was Crazy Pete. This name should have been a warning to us, but we were naive and foreign. Pete's MO was basically if he sensed you were nervous you were fresh bait, and he pounced. He smelled fear and it brought out his crazy.
Don't believe me........here you go.
first victim....my cousin Rochelle.............standing off looking a little apprehensive, Crazy Pete throws a bucket of feed at her and lets all the animals loose in the yard to attack her (think huge wild Kangaroos). He laughs, she might have cried.
second victim.....my cousin Suzi.........laughing nervously, Pete dumps a bucket of feed on her head and calls the Ostrich's to eat. Her beautiful blond hair goes flying.
third victim....my cousin Stacee......looks at the ground when he asks for volunteers, she gets thrown in a pile of old dirty lambs wool.
Don't think we weren't looking for an exit during all this, but you couldn't get out and if you acted like you wanted too, Pete started grinning at you, and your stomach dropped.
Good times, the memories from that month are some of the best and funniest of my life. Every once in awhile something stirs up those memories...
This little guy brings Crazy Pete right back.



Sophie may be smiling but don't be fooled, she keeps a close eye on him. When he gets that gleam in his eye.......she is looking for the exit.