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by vidanay
1095 days ago
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My dad (a genuine West Virginia hillbilly) likes to tell the story that one year through the summer and early fall, he would watch a large white tail out his kitchen window every morning while drinking his coffee. Easily a 10-12 point buck. Around mid fall, he started tracking it to find where it went during the day with plans harvest it at Thanksgiving. He saw that buck every morning for 8 months and tracked it for two or three weeks. For two weeks he never saw it once. The first day after hunting season, he was drinking coffee and watched the buck peacefully grazing in the yard. |
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