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When I was a 14 year old runny nose kid, my uncle invited me to his deer camp. He downed a nice six point on opening day at sunrise. He brought it back to camp and hung it by its hind legs from a tree branch.
While my uncle returned to the hunt to drive for the rest of us, a couple of pointers from one of the locals got at it. It was astonishing how high them critters were able to jump. They did a job on the deer's front legs.
My uncle was not at all impressed. He commanded me to get in the truck. Together we drove to the local's house. My uncle was steaming by the time we arrived. He intended to inform the dog owner of the incident and why letting them hounds run free during buck season was not the brightest idea.
I was told to wait in the truck. My uncle got out and slammed the door. A second later the door opened. My uncle, not saying a word, looked me right in the eye as he laid his holster and side arm on the seat next to me.
Then he went to have a talk.
While my uncle returned to the hunt to drive for the rest of us, a couple of pointers from one of the locals got at it. It was astonishing how high them critters were able to jump. They did a job on the deer's front legs.
My uncle was not at all impressed. He commanded me to get in the truck. Together we drove to the local's house. My uncle was steaming by the time we arrived. He intended to inform the dog owner of the incident and why letting them hounds run free during buck season was not the brightest idea.
I was told to wait in the truck. My uncle got out and slammed the door. A second later the door opened. My uncle, not saying a word, looked me right in the eye as he laid his holster and side arm on the seat next to me.
Then he went to have a talk.