This has the makings of a Disney movie
They already did. It was titled "Bambi".
This has the makings of a Disney movie
It is not the impact of the core-lokt they value. It is the lack of, it is the survival of the game. Do you not think, that a giant buck that has seven years of survival doesn’t have some sort of satisfaction from winning his game? A mama doe that has reared more fawns than other doe has some type of respect? Have you ever watched deer play in an open field? Do you not believe they have a hierarchy among their subordinates and peers. I know that there is a hierarchy in deer and I believe it is coveted among them. I think deer enjoy the sport as much as we do... they live to prove it.
That’s what I was getting atThey already did. It was titled "Bambi".
i don't believe i'd a told that one brothaMissed a buck three times one morning.
First shot was 10 yards if that under my stand.
This buck in my thoughts was already mounted and turned to the left before this shot ever left the bow.
So he skipped off a little and at about fourty yards he stopped so I aimed real good and shot again. Thinking bullseye for sure this time. He ran ten yards fell over hard and I’m thinking ok gotcha sucka, I’ll mount you to the right. About then he gets up and runs off. So I’m replaying all what happened and waiting to go retrieve my stud of an eight pointer. I notice I’ve got only one arrow left. I got down walk over to the first arrow and don’t see it but know I probably missed. Couldn’t find the arrow then or the second arrow I thought for sure had drilled him but no blood was where he fell. Turns out he tripped over a smashed down old fence. Still thinking I’m tracking a wounded buck I get prepped to shoot again and walk up to him bedded down. He didn’t see me so time to fling one more I thought and of course my arrow flies high between his rack. He stood up at twenty yards and just stared at me broadside for about a minute. Sad thing was the day before I had just switched from a four arrow quiver to a three. Never did find that second arrow or the buck or a drop of blood so yes that buck had himself a great day laughing at me.
The second arrow bout killed me trying my best to find it and find out what happened. For all I know it was two bucks playing games with me.
I’ll never know for sure. All I know is either one was already on the wall just not real sure If I mounted it left or right or both.
i don't believe i'd a told that one brotha
I have a young buck that stays in the yard now. It let me pet it the first time it saw me. Now i have to chase it out of the garden from time to time but i usually see it once a day eatin weeds near the hog pen. Crazy as heck! Doesnt seem to fear humans at all. This aint no suburban deer neither. I hunt and most of my neighbors do too.Years ago when I was married to my first wife, her daughter/my stepdaughter was about 6yrs old, we went to McIntosh preserve down below Whitesburg, down around the picnic area/ranger station there was a doe that had lost her fear of humans, due to people feeding it, the doe came walking right up to my stepdaughter looking for food, but started licking her hair ? I guess for the taste of salt ? this was in the summer , I thought that was the strangest thing I'd ever seen, but kinda cool at the same time.
I've always felt that the different animals learn to understand the vocalizations, behaviors or cues of other animals. I.e. the buck pauses 80 yards away in the thick and changes course when he hears the squirrel barking to the woods that ole 2 legged and his boom stick is sitting in the human nest again. I firmly believe it in fact. The crows cawing, the squirrels barking, the turkey fleeing from the sight of you flinching or turning your head. They read it, hear it, see it, and understand it all. It always cracks me up when someone posts a picture of the target buck at the stand they didn't hunt like it was some coincidental stroke of misfortune. That buck knows 99% of the time with 99% of hunters.
So you don’t believe that a deer doesn’t enjoy a fresh natural pile of acorns? You don’t believe that deer have personalities... you believe they are survival robots? Do you own a dog?I seriously hope this is a hook, line, and sinker thread. Other wise, I hope the OP doesn’t actually own a gun and is seeking treatment.
Animals don’t think. Animals don’t reason. Animals are built to survive. Whether it’s from humans or ants. They are in tune with their surroundings and know what’s out of place. It’s just survival. They don’t enjoy anything. They just do what they were made to do...survive.
I am more of a woolly bugger kinda guy.I think Ole Harry has a baby trout on a downrigger and is just bumping along with the trolling motor. Well played Sir.
No I don’t believe deer wake up in the mornings thinking I sure hope there’s a fresh natural pile of acorns where I’m headed this morning. And no they don’t have “personalities” like humans. Now Disney gave them personalities, lol, but in the real world they don’t. They get up each morning only knowing to survive and eat...and breed at certain times of the year.So you don’t believe that a deer doesn’t enjoy a fresh natural pile of acorns? You don’t believe that deer have personalities... you believe they are survival robots? Do you own a dog?