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Originally Posted by August
I remember the Army warning us about ground squirrels carrying the plague while we were on field exercises at Fort Irwin. It wasn't until my second hitch that I got the plague vaccine.
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Crazy but true story. I lost my uncle (by marriage) to Black Death. He was skinning a jackrabbit and he had a cut (open) or a scratch on his hand. The rabbit blood got into his wound. He got sick fairly fast and the worst part was, the doctor misdiagnosed it. (because it's not something one sees everyday as a doctor). He was here one day, gone the next. This was along time ago, back in the late 1970s. Nasty way to go.