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q1082200062
Joined: 06 Sep 2012
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I found the co-pilot at my elbow, yelling urgently.
'Captain says Nike Heels how do you expect him to fly the aircraft with all this thumping going on. He says to keep that horse still, it's affecting the balance.'
'How?' I asked.
'That's your affair,' he pointed out. 'And for God's sake do something about it quickly.'
The back wall of the colt's box cracked from top to bottom. The pieces were still held in place by the guy chains, Nike high heels but at the present rate they wouldn't hold more than another minute, and then we should have on our minds a maddened animal loose in a pressurised aircraft with certain death to us all if he got a hoof through a window.
'Have you got a humane killer on board ?' I said.
'No. This is usually a passenger craft. Why don't you bring your own?'
There Nike heels were no rules to say one had to take a humane killer in animal transport. There should be. But it was too late to regret it.
'We've got drugs in the first aid kit,' the co-pilot suggested.
I shook my head. 'They're unpredictable. Just as likely to make him worse.' It might even have been a tranquilliser which started him off, I thought fleetingly. They often UGG boots clearance backfired with horses. And it would be quite impossible in any case to inject even a safe drug through a fine needle designed for humans into a horse as wild as this.
'Get a carving knife or something from the galley,' I said. 'Anything long and sharp. And quick.'
He turned away, stumbling in his haste. The colt's hind feet smashed one broken half of the UGG Boots Clearance back wall clean out. He turned round balefully, thrust his head between the top and centre banding bars, and tried to scramble through. The panic in his eyes was pitiful.
From inside his jerkin Billy calmly produced a large pistol and pointed it towards the colt's threshing head.
'Don't be a bloody fool,' I shouted. 'We're thirty thousand feet up.'
The co-pilot came back with a white UGG Boots Clearance handled saw-edged bread knife, saw the gun, and nearly fainted.
'D ... don't,' he stuttered. 'D ... d ... don't.'
Billy's eyes were very wide. He was looking fixedly at the heaving colt and hardly seemed to hear. All his mind seemed to be concentrated on aiming the gun that could kill us all.
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