A British man working as a professional hunter on a private game reserve in Zimbabwe has been killed by a wounded buffalo he was trying to shoot.
By Peta Thornycroft, Aislinn Laing in Johannesburg
2:45PM BST 11 Jun 2012 [My comments interjected in brackets throughout]
Owain Lewis, 67, had been tracking the animal for three days to finish it off after it was shot and injured by a visiting American hunter he was escorting.
[okay, first off, how many years must he have been killing animals if he was 67 when one finally finished off his career?]
Paul Smith, the owner of Chifuti Safaris in the lower Zambezi Valley, said Mr Lewis was “very tough and experienced” but had been caught unawares when the buffalo charged from the undergrowth and tossed him in the air.
[What, no video?]
“It turned on him and attacked him and unfortunately the apprentice hunter with him could not shoot the animal as Owen’s body was in the way,” he said.
[Fortunately, that is.)
“It was a very tough fight. Owain’s neck was broken but the apprentice did manage to kill the buffalo.
[Oh, that last bit is a real shame.]
“We are very shocked. This is the first time we have had an incident like this.
[and hopefully not the last.]
Exposing the Big Game 
AWWW . The poor man, his soul is heading straight to hell. I hope it won’t be so bad down there for him.I know those fire going to hurt him a little. I dedicate a music to him if I may?
hhaahahahhahahahhahahaha good , wish all hunters got killed
He got what was coming to him. Shame it hadn’t happened sooner.
Death well deserved.
Too bad that American bastard dust pay with its life. And hes not too much of any kind of hunter to be so stupid he can’t kill with one shot, Then left it to suffer. Pathetic pod
I love your added comments!!!! LOL
Thanks, somebody had to counter the mainstream media’s anthropocentric take on it.
Your commentary echoed the voice in my head word for word!
I do love stories of justice finally served!
Not all the voices in our heads are bad;)
Come on! Don’t leave us in suspense. Does the American get to keep both the buffalo and the human as trophies? Damn! and I mean DAMN! A stuffed trophy hunter on the hearth, staring back at me with glassy eyes as I recount to the grandkids how he flew through the air, blood gushing from the gore point, all while I lined up my shot, all by myself without the guide to steady me, to kill an animal that had been bleeding for days because of my incompetence as a human being because I shoot bullets instead of taking photos. The kids asking, “Is that his gun? Is it real?”
Or, maybe I would set up a diorama, with the buffalo in the grass, and the hunter stalking–no, wait! The hunter doubled over the rising head of the buffalo … no, … so many possibilities, so few dead hunter trophies. What to, what to do….
[BTW, no video shows a level of incompetence that is going to be hard to explain to the grandkids. Maybe we could say we sold it to a movie producer, and lost the rights to show it.)
[After thought, but still thinking] Do you suppose he was married, and his wife would let us add her to the diorama, too? We could have her standing on the porch of the house looking across the plain at her husband being thrown into the air. I’m starting to like this whole trophy-hunter trophy idea. Every American home should have one. I’m just afraid there won’t be enough to go around, and soon there’ll be a black market in trophy-hunters and trophy-hunter parts. Oh well, commerce must be free.
Ah hahahaha! I should nail up the heads of my deer hunting in-laws! Or better yet…stuffed in-laws on the hearth.
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Someone kills the attacker in self defense, how shockingly predictable,