Valentin Grimaldo was bitten by a coral snake – a highly venomous species – and he didn’t do some pansy shit like call an ambulance or die politely. He grabbed the snake, bit off its head, skinned it, and used the skin as a fucking tourniquet while he flagged down a car for a ride to the ER.
See, that’s how you deal with an unprovoked attack by mother nature: You don’t cry or whine or lament your fate. You decapitate your fate and then use its mutilated body as a medical device.
Relentless winds sweep away, those who do not change with the times. And as the saying goes, all good things must come to an end. Alas, this does not mean that good will not come again. An open mind and an open heart, allow the wounds to heal and give rise to a new start.
I’ve given Saffron a new lease in life as a Highlander, she is so stunning and vivacious!