Postby WilM88 » Wed Oct 08, 2014 1:32 pm
I will have to post full story later… No, I did not sleep that night, I was sick about it. It was an emotionally draining night and day that ended with a waist deep wade into cattle pond to identify a deer that from the bank was unidentifiable (deers' head was under water in the mud) which ultimately ended up being him after a tug on the rear leg (which was leg nearest to me upon getting to him) and seeing tines emerge, followed by a frantic, ecstatic lunge for his rack, capped of by the lifting of a deer I had become attached to back in 2012 and in an instant I went from deep dark gloom, to the highest of highs accompanied by a smile that spread from here to Texas.
