Something Instinctual

While rocking G back to sleep today, aside from looking down at her sleeping face and having those gushy moments of 'Aw gee, isn't she cute!' I thought to myself that there was nothing I would not do to protect this child.
Now don't get me wrong, I know you're probably going 'well duh, she is your daughter an all' but wait for it. I'm talking anything possible, jump in front of car type possible. And for some reason that got me thinking about Lindi Chamberlain. Remember her? 'The dingo's got mah baby' Lindi Chamberlain. Bear with me on this one.
Ok, in Lindi's transcript of the trial she said that she awoke and say a dingo carrying off baby Azaria. Ok, dingo carrying struggling, crying 3-4 kilo odd shaped object ie baby, ok, possibly. But the clincher was when she said, she 'saw the dingo carrying off my kid and I ran to get help.' Well hold on. If some insolent, feral dog even dared to breath in the direction of my flesh and blood, I would bludgeon it with my bare hands. How dare it even think about looking in the direction of my child, that child that I spent a good 5 hours and 45 minutes pushing into the world. The fruit of my loins etc. No bloody feral mutt is going to hurt my baby, and run the other way for help? Pah, I'd run that piece of canine fur down and give it a darn good talking to about the stupidity of daring to touch my baby. Regardless of whether or not it decided to have a go at me, my priority would be getting my child (not kid), back. That's what I mean by instinct. And while I didn't fully understand the whole deal before I had G, I sure do now. I'm inclined to think the lady was guilty or covering up something. But who knows. Either way, through the whole deal, she appeared to lack that 'mother's instinct' and thats a shame. Coz it truly is a wonderful thing, especially when you get the super human strength to go with it. ;-)