Friday, August 7, 2015

Body Count '15 - #13

I'm a little ashamed of this'n. I finally rushed a shot with my beloved .17, and send the hog under the shed to die. I normally wouldn't count that, but he didn't make it that far, and I was able to see him under there, finish him off and confirm his demise.

A few days later, this poor ol' vulture spent almost an hour walkin' on top of the shed, tryin' to figure out how to get dinner...


  1. You will have to make it up to the vulture, what a ripoff.

  2. He can deal. He's been eatin' purty well this summer.