It was a small crocodile, and at first I thought it wouldn't bother us, but it started hissing (do they hiss?) and came towards us. I tried to scare it off but it didn't work, and then I remember fighting the little crocodile in the water. I thought I could just hold its mouth closed but it was so strong there was no way I could hold it.
Then we were back in the stable and I called 112 (999) and was speaking to the operator at the same time as I was looking Corvette over. She had a few bite marks but not as bad as I thought at first. As the operator put me on hold my alarm went off and I woke up.
It was a scary dream, the feeling of being responsible for something and failing followed me for a few hours after I woke up.
Good thing we don't have many crocodiles in Sweden!
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| I was nothing like Crocodile Dundee! |
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