Tuesday, September 05, 2006
WHAT SHOULD I SAY?
I feel sorry when anybody loses life. I simply hate death. That explains why I see my doctor twice a year!
Today, the world mourns the death of Steve Irwin, an environmentalist, animal lover, down to earth person, risks taker, husband, friend, dad and many more. How did he die? Here is the story.
In Africa, we simply don’t play with the so called wild species. We hardly have pets that lives inside homes, sleeps on our beds and couches, kisses us. When I was young I used to keep a dog (he was called Pijo) until when it bite our neighbor’s son. After that incidence I graduated in my lessons of categorizing animals accordingly. The wild ones remains in the bush, they are never pets. Things are differently elsewhere when an animal lover goes to extremes.
The first time I saw Steve Irwin play with the crocodiles I thought he was totally crazy. I now know that he was not crazy but was some sort of extremist (when it came to animals).
Unfortunately, he died still loving animals and truly caring to even give them a kiss. For that I respect him although as an African still can not comprehend his actions. His death reminds us the Las Vegas the 2003 incidence whereby Roy of Seigfield and Roy Show was attacked by the tiger. And that should explain, once again, why we need to love animals, treat them as nice as we can but never forget that their IQs are different from our and never shall they be like ours. RIP Steve Irwin