I just HAD to comment on this one, haha! It was suggested that Jimmy Carter was attacked, not by a “bunny”, but by a nutria rat! Cecile replied that it wasn’t much of an improvement… but I’ve GOT to argue that one!
I had the misfortune of having one of these BEASTS in my home a few years ago. It was, by far, the scariest thing I’ve ever experienced! I’d just finished doing something that had me walking down the hallway in my birthday suit… … and when I turned the corner, there was a nutria (though I didn’t know it at the time) sitting there on the floor in the hallway! I screamed bloody murder, and scared the hell out of him. He ran for my bedroom, where my children just happened to be sleeping on the floor on a pallet. My middle son had been having night terrors, so he slept in our room on a pallet, and his little brother ALWAYS slept with him, so he was in there too. Anyway, the rat ran in there! I can only imagine how I must have looked! Standing there screaming my head off, in front of my kids who are now awake and wondering what on earth I’m doing, wearing nothing but the idiotic look on my face. My husband comes flying around the corner, nothing on except the television, of course! And the damned “rat” is sitting in there with my children!
We hustle the kids out of the room, my hubby went down the road to my grandma’s house and borrowed my grandfather’s trap (he hated stray neighborhood cats, lmao!), came home and set it. Well, after he caught that thing, it was even more scared! It was HUGE! It was hissing and spitting and making all kinds of screaming noises at us… that thing was pissed off!! I THOUGHT I’d never see anything like it again in my life, but I was sadly mistaken.
Over the next two weeks, we found five of them in our home!! I finally called an exterminator after the third one, and he informed us that the first one we caught would have been the mother, who had come in from under the house, through the insulation, and made a nest in it… then tried to get out again… but ended up in our home. Then after a while, the babies, started trying to find their way out when the mother didn’t return… and they took the same route up as the mother did! He made it seem like they were poor little innocent things who were only trying to find their way outside… and maybe they were… but when you come home and find a big nutria rat sitting on your couch, smoking a damned cigar, and watching TV, it’ll scare the crap out of you, I don’t care how “country” you are!
So, I personally, feel pretty sorry for Carter… I’m sure he was pretty scared of that thing, if it was, in fact, a nutria rat because they are mean little bugars! I’d imagine if any of you had seen one coming at you hissing and spitting and screaming, you’d have very likely tried to whack it with your boat paddle as well!! I know I sure as hell would have… if I’d had a boat paddle… or clothes for that matter!