My friend, Ray, went on safari in Africa. During the hunt, a leopard leaped out of the tall grass and attacked his white hunter. He was scratched up quite a bit, but continued the hunt. Half an hour later the same cat again attacked the white hunter. Ray tried to come to his aid and kill the cat, but was offered no opportunity to shoot before the cat retreated. The third and final attack occurred fifteen minutes later, biting and clawing the white hunter pretty badly. Ray was able to kill the leopard on this encounter.
The white hunter had his scalp ripped from his head and folded back over his neck. With no more anesthetic than Jack Daniels, Ray sowed the scalp back in place with a large needle. (Of course, the white hunter drank the whiskey, not Ray.)
(There were many pictures to verify.)
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