ALL mammals are suceptible to rabies!
I was working on a ranch in Nv., when the boss hired this big ole fat kid named Bob. Bob wasn't too bright, and he normally carried a small arsenal in his truck; a ,30-30, a double barreled shotgun, a bearcat, and a .357 Smith. Well, for once, I convinced him we didn't need all that just to buy groceries, since the two of us in an S-10 was plenty anyways!
Well, we headed to town, and just as we turned off of the ranch, we saw a badger in the road. Well, I felt a little foolish for not having even ONE gun in the truck, and said, "Oh well", since we didn't even have a fence post or shovel to brain him with. ...Bob was not so easily defeated. He said, "I'll just stomp him to death." I kinda half-assed tried to dissuade him, but really wanted to see this... So, ol Bob gets out of the truck, and I locked the doors for safety...or entertainment. You ever seen a 5"10" 300 lb. fat guy switch directions and jump into the bed of a truck? I have! When Bob approached the badger, the badger charged! Next thing ya know, old Bob's banging on the top of the truck, yelling at me to GO! "The badger's attacking me!" he screamed. It wasn't so much that I didn't drive him to safety, it's more like I couldn't, for laughing so hard! The badger attacked the back tire for a while before finally grumbling some badger curses at poor Bob as he cowered in the bed of the truck.
Bob was always good for some entertainment. If I'd have worked with him for several years, I could filled a book with "Bob" stories. Alas, he finally figured he was worthless, and went back to his Daddy's feedlot in Georgia. I celebrated.
