I saw him one week before, twice in the same day, but he never would give me a shot on him. A week later things changed. He came out chasing a doe. I stopped him and pulled the trigger. That’s when the fun began. He ran 150 yards with no blood.
I find the first blood and he is laying 20 yards from first blood with his head up looking at me. He got up to run again and I shot him with a .45 acp. He ran 20 yards and laid down again. Until he wanted to run again he received two more .45 acp rounds. And the same again. But finally this time he decided he was gonna give up.
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