And I heard something about 3:15. It was him. 50 yards in front but to my right a little bit. He got behind some stuff so I didn't take the shot and he disappeared. 5 minutes later he somehow snuck within 20 yards straight below me. ( can't see bc the ladder is wrapped with a blind around it. ) he sees me and takes off into the bottom. He gone. I'm sick. Texting dad and telling him about I seen a monster. And blah blah blah. Sat the phone down just kept lookin along and at 3:39 I caught movement about 60 yards into the bottom and it was him trying his best to sneak through all wearily and sneaky. I yelled at him and his shoulder had limbs in front of it so I had to take the lethal neck shot!!
1. He at least has the correct grammar to tell a hunting story.
2. I hate that some limbs forced him to take that lethal neck shot. That's gonna cost a few more dollars at the taxidermist.
3. Why yell at him when his shoulder is behind limbs?
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Anyone else think he saw him 3 times because the "big pen" wouldn't let him get farther than 60 yards?5. Wearily?
6. I love this place.
