I once shared a corn row with a huge beast while pheasant hunting in South Dakota. It wasn't wide enough for us both and she was on me before I knew it. Luckily, only 12 of my closest friends were there to witness me yell like a little girl and get bulldozed by a man eating, dragon-breathed.....deer. That was about 8 years ago and nobody has forgotten it nor failed to mention it on our annual trip to SD.
PS...it hurt.
Glad you were ok.
PS...it hurt.
Glad you were ok.
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