“Ah ya know boss, it’s what us dogs do”
High up on the hill and to be truthful an animal sighting was not looking promising at all. A couple of hours of climbing/hunting, with no fresh sign to bolster the confidence, I was about to rearrange the way we were going about things, when ole four legs, takes on a serious look runs off sideways a few strides and then fine tunes it slightly backward of my position. SSSSSSSSSSSSS I command like some demented snake and the black one puts bum on ground. I quickly haltered him with the hand brake lead and then encourage him on.
A yearling hind materialised standing stock still around 30 meters away. Slowly the trebly found my shoulder and the projectile found hers. Still more venison, I muse.
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