2 dogs
Buckeye
Anybody from S. Texas can tell you the Texas Cottontail is far more fierce than any ole overweight potato eatin' Idaho Badger. The Texas Cottontail has fangs that a Great White would envy and moves with the speed of the African Cheetah. They outclass the ponderous and sluggish Idaho Badger in the danger department any day.....
Now, far be it for me to roll my hunting partner in a fresh steamy pile of cow poop and use his resulting foul odor for bait like some unscrupulous types around here do. I prefer to chase in the good old fashioned Big Game Hunter style.
And so I found myself face to face with death itself. I could see bloody intentions in his eyes as he rolled back his ears in preparation to charge like an African Elephant. His haunches tensed with incredible musculature in preparation for the death strike.
Fortunately for me, I had my trusty Scadium Smith and Wesson 317 my good friend Alan Harton had converted from 22 LR to 44 magnum loaded with special prototype Crunch Bullets manufactured by Kelye at Belt Mountain especially for dangerous critter.
Then he came for me crashing thru the brush like a rocket powered freight train. His fangs flashed in the sunlight temporarily blinding me and I was forced to let him come much closer than my comfort level could stand. At last the trigger broke and the Crunch bullet did its job flipping the carnivorous cottontail head over heels with its powerful blow. Sixshot aint got nuthin on me!
Now, far be it for me to roll my hunting partner in a fresh steamy pile of cow poop and use his resulting foul odor for bait like some unscrupulous types around here do. I prefer to chase in the good old fashioned Big Game Hunter style.
And so I found myself face to face with death itself. I could see bloody intentions in his eyes as he rolled back his ears in preparation to charge like an African Elephant. His haunches tensed with incredible musculature in preparation for the death strike.
Fortunately for me, I had my trusty Scadium Smith and Wesson 317 my good friend Alan Harton had converted from 22 LR to 44 magnum loaded with special prototype Crunch Bullets manufactured by Kelye at Belt Mountain especially for dangerous critter.
Then he came for me crashing thru the brush like a rocket powered freight train. His fangs flashed in the sunlight temporarily blinding me and I was forced to let him come much closer than my comfort level could stand. At last the trigger broke and the Crunch bullet did its job flipping the carnivorous cottontail head over heels with its powerful blow. Sixshot aint got nuthin on me!