Theyare a big powerful animal with claws where it counts. Im surprised it doesn't happen more often.

Father in law had one nearly kill a dog in the creek. People get bruised up mainly but rare to get killed!

I was going to say…

Only in America…

Guy was complacent with his exotic pets… read wild animals.

Once those hormones kick in most wildlife is dangerous.

In a similar vein, this occurred here last month.
Pet wild animals are the most dangerous as they loose all natural fear of man. There have been several deaths from pet stags over the years here in NZ.

https://www.stuff.co.nz/nation...to-death-by-pet-stag

People fail to realize when they cohabit with any animal that animal thinks they are one and the same. If you are not dominant in that animal's 'culture' it will dominate you. I see this all the time even with domestic animals- dogs, poultry, cattle, etc. People die or are severely injured all the time because they failed to understand NORMAL animal behavior.

Then again, in our cities, we see the predatory human types too...

Please be careful and safe out there.

In the early 70's my folks lived on a big wide open prairie ranch. One day a pet muley buck came along.
They sent me a picture of Dad still in bed feeding it toast one morning.
Mom always prided herself with how fine she could decorate the Christmas tree. Buck got tangled in the lights. And nearly destroyed the whole living room before Dad got the door opened and it went out dragging some of it. So much for the tree that year.

With a young colt to play with they provided a lot of fun entertainment. A small irrigation ditch ran next to the yard fence. Buck jumped it, colt chasing hit the fence and fell in the ditch. Dad had to rescue it.

That spring my niece was 9 and out there playing with them. Folks were inside eating lunch when Tara started screaming. Dad ran out and buck had his fork horns on each side of her and butting her in the chest back to the fence. No harm was done. It scared the hell out of everyone.

Dad called Mom out to help and he roped buck and the war was on. Finally got in the garage and Mom shut the door. Dad hog tied it like a calf roper only tied all four feet. Then with a hack saw cut his horns off. Broke one loose from the skull. It bled for weeks then turned to just juice. That fall they drove to town in a light snow. Buck followed half mile and his tracks ended. They never saw him again. I got home from Germany the next Feb and went looking. Saw what I was sure was the same buck with a bunch of other animals in a corral of a cowboy friend we'd known for years. Dean wasn't home. We knew he was at a good home of an animal lover so we were all happy.

Those horns could have killed that girl very easy that day.

George

Wild animals as pets can end very badly as shown.

We had roo's as pets as kids, the first was a male and the only one. Had a few tune ups from it.

Friend had an uncle killed by a roo in the West Australian wheat fields. Used to string wires with a can and rock in it to catch the roo's. He heard one on edge of crop just in the trees on dark, walked into the dark and the roo went quiet and he walked into it, it killed him. I presume it was a big red.

A friend of mine in 8th grade. Grandfather had a deer farm.

A TAME buck one day caught my friend in side the fence and gored him almost to death.

He was in the hospital a couple of weeks.

One doesn't trust wild critters. One doesn't trust bulls, boars or stallions. Or females with young.

Farm kids learn that at a early age.

The bloke that lost his life only lived about 25km from our farm. I didn’t know him personally. Best not to keep male roos as pets as attacks aren’t uncommon. My wife was attacked by a pet roo when she was a child.
They tell me that menstruating women are vulnerable to male roos.

In a previous life I worked on a 10,000 acre wheat farm in mid- Western Australia. Part of the job was chasing the roos out of the wheat fields - they flatten acres in a night just moving around.

I recall one large grey kangaroo buck that we "removed" that was taller than me when I held him up with a bear hug round his middle , his forearms were bigger than mine , and his hands were almost twice as big as mine , with serious claws on each finger.

Another occasion I stopped on the road to watch a big red roo backed up to a tree in a paddock , held at bay by a dog that looked like he was a great dane cross. They had been there for a while as the ground was all ploughed up around the tree. They went round and round a few more times then the dog spotted the vehicle , and sloped off across the paddock. The roos stood there for a while then hopped off the other way.

I wouldnt want to be on the receiving end of a roo attack , thanks very much