Gone to Hunt the Big Croc in the Sky

I'm very saddened today to find that the star of my favourite show has died. Steve Irwin, of the Crocodile Hunter Diaries and other shows, was killed while swimming over a giant sting ray. The ray was hidden under the sand and got spooked and stuck his 10 inch barbed tale through Steve's heart. My heart goes out to Bindi, Bob and Terri Irwin as well as the rest of Australia Zoo and to animals around the world...we truly lost one of the best.

Now, I'm really sad. It isn't like I knew Steve at all, I watched his show faithfully everyday. Lately I've found myself trying to distance from the show, which was odd for me, and maybe subconciously I knew he was going to die...and I'm not good with death...so perhaps my angels were trying to spare me the pain. Steve was such a great guy. Again, I didn't know him personally but from the personal nature of the shows, I gather he was LOVED by all and just such a great man. His efforts in animal conservation will be unmatched. He had such a great heart.

I can't really describe how I feel about all of this. I feel sad and depressed. Not so much for myself but the world has really lost someone who is great. Someone who put himself out there for all to see, even when the world didn't like what he was doing (feeding a croc with his newborn son in his arms) but I feel like the animals are the ones that suffered the greatest loss. I feel like I'm missing out on what he was going to do next and how he was going to effect this change in public views on animals and the treatment and conservation of such.

I feel like his children are not going to be able to learn why their father was such a kindred spirit to animals, although I know that Terri will do her best to make that happen. I just feel...so sad.

Rest in Peace Mr. Irwin. You were a treasure that I won't ever forget and I hope that your last moments were filled with love and admiration as you died doing what you've always loved to do, and thats be with the animals.