St Kevin, the Hunters and the Wild Boar
Another time some hunters were chasing a wild boar with their dogs in hot pursuit. As soon as the boar saw the dogs near him, he raced down the slope to the glen where Kevin was in prayer, to seek the saint’s protection. Kevin protected the boar and commanded the dogs to stop chasing him. As he did so, the feet of the dogs became stuck firmly to the ground, so that they could not move from that spot in any direction. Shortly after that the hunters came running up and into Kevin’s presence. On seeing their dogs fastened to the ground and the boar under Kevin’s protection, they were astonished and filled with wonder. Humbly and penitently they asked Kevin to please release their dogs and they promised him that they would never again hunt this boar. So Kevin let the boar run back into the forest, and the name of God was glorified.
@suzianne saidPerhaps you haven't received any unsolicited PMs from an eager-for-attention Kevin Eleven, then.
I'm beginning to think at least half of this convoluted scenario you dreamed up is more manufactured indignation towards a poster that disagrees with you. You know, like everyone you try to make a viilain out of, so you can claim to be "the good guy". Your standard M.O.
-Removed-Because it gives you imagined forum brownie points and tingles to claim so.
MY advice to him would be to steer way clear of you two ingrates and clam up as soon as either of you engage him. He gives you way too much material to twist to your own ends. In fact, I'd give anyone here the same advice, lest they fall afoul of you and get their own bones plucked clean by you two buzzards.