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this is NOT FOOD!
Yea all the smart deer are holed up. That's why I always hunted for the dumb ones.I give up!
The only thing dumb enough to be out in that weather is an idgit like me. Any self-respecting deer is laid up out of the wind, where they'll stay 'til it calms down. The heater can't keep up in this wind, & those windows ain't near air-tight.
Quote: We don't have any grown-up dumb ones here; that's how they got to be grown-ups, and smart enough to stay where my rifles can't see them.
I've seen old deer and I've seen dumb deer, but I've never seen an old dumb deer.
That's true. I've had youngsters close enough to kick that weren't smart enough to run away.We don't have any grown-up dumb ones here; that's how they got to be grown-ups, and smart enough to stay where my rifles can't see them.
I've seen old deer and I've seen dumb deer, but I've never seen an old dumb deer.
I give up!
The only thing dumb enough to be out in that weather is an idgit like me. Any self-respecting deer is laid up out of the wind, where they'll stay 'til it calms down. The heater can't keep up in this wind, & those windows ain't near air-tight.
Quote: Before I converted my black powder rifle to take 209 shotgun primers instead of those itty-bitty primers it was designed for, I had a doe standing cross-ways in the lane, <100' from the front door, staring right at me. I walked back into the house, grabbed the gun & went back out to where I'd been...she was still standing there. I raised the gun, picked her up in the scope, & pulled the trigger, it didn't fire, While she watched, I loaded another primer, which also failed to fire. I went back after more primers, and she was walking along the fence line. I followed her at a distance, thinking she might cross back to my side. When she did, I fired a third time, and anchored her in her tracks. Definitely from the shallow end of the gene pool, and a shoe-in for the Darwin award.
Before I converted my black powder rifle to take 209 shotgun primers instead of those itty-bitty primers it was designed for, I had a doe standing cross-ways in the lane, <100' from the front door, staring right at me. I walked back into the house, grabbed the gun & went back out to where I'd been...she was still standing there. I raised the gun, picked her up in the scope, & pulled the trigger, it didn't fire, While she watched, I loaded another primer, which also failed to fire. I went back after more primers, and she was walking along the fence line. I followed her at a distance, thinking she might cross back to my side. When she did, I fired a third time, and anchored her in her tracks. Definitely from the shallow end of the gene pool, and a shoe-in for the Darwin award.