I thought I was gonna be done at 15, so I'll take a few bonus hogs for the year.
I was passively eatin' lunch the other day before I left for the farm, when I looked out the window and noticed a whistlepig doin' the same. I put an abrupt end to that nonsense.
Fast forward to this mornin', which was the first legitimate time I've gotten to spend bowhuntin' this fall. There are squirrels everywhere, so when I saw a gray shape movin' a scant 10 yards from my tree, I initially mistook it for a big squirrel. Luckily for me, I carry a "beater" arrow just for occasions like this.