Children are advised to hide under the duvet if they hear sleighbells this Christmas Eve, after it emerged that reindeers appear to have developed a taste for human flesh. The reindeer's ability to transform from Santa's little helper to ravening maneater was illustrated by the tale of a 57-year-old woman who was subjected to a …
But surely ...
... the reindeer wouldn't have attacked her if she wasn't wearing antlers?!
My coat please. Mine's the reindeer leather one with a bottle of Koskenkorva in the pocket.
Scottish woman with antlers?
I once knew a Scots lassie who had doe-like eyelashes, but antlers...?
There is a way of curing reindeer that behave like this - it's called smoked venison.
lazy, happy and grumpy?
What about the rest of the dwarves?
Sod the reindeer, I want to hear more about this Scottish woman with antlers!
"Crazed reindeer stalks, attacks Scottish woman with antlers"
Is it common for Scottish women have antlers? Or this poor soul about to have a new syndrome named after her?
Make him into sausages.
It's the only way to be sure.
When I first saw the tagline I thought the woman had antlers!
Still, must've been pretty scary.
Perhaps some happy walker had left a part bottle of buckfast that our happy Rangifer tarandus had sipped up?
Throw another Rudolph on the fire!
From first hand experience when on a trip to Finland, Reindeer is a damn fine bit of meat for today's challenging Chefs to cook. I would recommend a rump steak, cooked med well with a light Juniper and Compote of Raspberry demi-glaze drizzled over it.
Is its bite as bad as one from a moose?
They can be very nastii.
(Sorry, old Python joke)
From first hand experience (business trip to Norway), reindeer is damn tasty.
Little Miss Cowherd has never forgiven me for feasting on Rudolph. It was him. At first I thought it was a bloody big cranberry at the side of the plate, I now realise it was his nose......
The semi-traditional US Christmas song "Grandma Got Run Over by a Reindeer" hasn't made it over to the eastern side of the pond, else this story wouldn't come as such a surprise.
beat me to it...
"Grandma got run over by a reindeer
Walking home from our house christmas eve
You might say there's no such thing as Santa
But as for me and Grandpa, we believe..."
But as for me and grandpa, we believe!
That was precisely the song that started playing in my head when I started reading this article!
she attempted to beat off the crazed caribou
Intended innuendo, or accidental?
Re: she attempted to beat off the crazed caribou
God. You lot read everything into everything. I believe in this instance it just meant "repel with violent blows". Why would it be naughty in this context? Sheesh. Y'all are gross.
All? ONE person with an under-developed sense of humour mentioned it and then you, somewhat ironically for a person called Bee, accused us of behaving as if we were a hive mind.
You haven't seen all the ones I've rejected.
Scottish woman with antlers
Matron of the Glen?
Btw smoked reindeer is like shoie leather.
"attempted to beat off the crazed caribou with her other walking pole"
Um... you're doing it wrong.
Hollywood is interested...
Rudolph - Revenge of a Bullied Reindeer!
(He's back! And this time it's no silly reindeer games!)
Hollywood has been here before....
I remember seeing a film from around 2005 ish called Santa's Slay where Santa's "reindeer" devours people while he is off killing innocents with gusto and armed with Christmas related puns.
p.s. I didn't say it was a good film ....
I even tried to make an IT pun that fit...but failed miserably.
Where's the IT angle here Reg?
Re: IT angle?
I'm going I'm going!
Sheesh...let me get my coat!
It seems quite fortunate for her that she survived. A bull white-tailed deer in rutt can easily kill someone, and reindeer are generally quite a bit larger; from the description of the event it almost sounds like the bull in question was treating this lady with kid gloves, though of course that could be due to simple understatement. At any rate, I'd say this woman was pretty lucky.
Probably drink too much and ate too many deep fried mars bars! It was drunk and having a sugar rush and it could have a bit of Scottish rumpy pumpy!
The herd has a spokesperson?
Max Clifford it has to be!
I for one welcome our new caribou overlords!
Rein, not so, dear.
I can recall the problem occurring when I was stationed at RAF Kinloss in 1956 or 57. Somw of the aircrew had elected to go over Dava moor in order to get hime on one occasion and they were attacked when they stopped for tea and a pee. They were better equipped than the poor lady you reported, having a Very Pistol and supply of cartridges, this seemed to make the offender think again but their metal landrover was scored by the beasts antlers and they had a salutory lesson. That was, as I say, in the mid fifties so there have been possible events throughout that entire period. of course, the poor deer might have become incensed at hearing the wassail about him, red nosed reindeer indeed!
Ow! Quit it!
Saki's story The Music on the Hill springs to mind......wonder if this woman is also a grapes-thief?