I got home just in time to meet the tractor guy returning our tractor.. Oh boy, so issue may have been my fault and I won't tell you the actual cost,$$$$.$$. Hubby has been very good about this. I need to get lots of deer meat, do all chores he does and seriuosly cut corners for a while. Not that it's needed, but I'm feeling bad . Looks like next week I'm chained to oven making cookies as a start.
My wife is perfectly healthy. She’s in Maine right now doing a 20 mile hike. I’m the one who is sick.
Yes I was in Regents typing way back in 1976 they still had a mix of old time and new electric type writers back then...lol
Could you imagine if that buck is actually mortally wounded, yet still alive, and it's last visions are of some cute dog and an old man puking as they walk toward it?
That deer was just nicked, probably right where the back line of the front leg crosses the line of the brisket. As soon as Elly May and I got down there she was on the trail immediately. I found the front third of the arrow. A few hairs and a little tallow, but no blood. Even though I felt like hell I let Elly May track. She followed the exact path that buck took, crossed where he stumbled and went right over the trail I’d found last night. We went up the steep hill and hit the barbed wire fence on my east boundary. I have permission to be there, so I ducked between strands and when I stood up a wave of nausea hit me and I puked again. Thought about taking a pic for @tdk5525 it didn’t think he’d appreciate it. We passed last blood and hit a 5 strand barbed wire fence that is the boundary of the Brown property. I know Bob Brown but have never asked for permission to be on his land so I called Elly May off and we started back for the house. Then Elly May did something she’s never done before. She lifted her paw like she was hurt and refused to walk home. I tried to tell her we were going to drive around, get permission and come in from the other side, but she is still working on her English and I don’t think she understood me. I had to pick her up and carry her up the hill to the house. Once I got in the gate I promptly puked again. We got in the truck and drove to Bob Brown’s house. He was outside and told me to have at it, so Elly May and I went to the fence where we stopped and let me tell you, that paw wasn’t bothering her at all. I knew she was on the right track by the way she was pulling, but I couldn’t see any sign of blood. We tracked for almost 3/4 mile but there was just no sign that he was hurt. The path he was taking wasn’t that of a wounded deer. I finally told Elly May it’s time to go home. I think she understood that we weren’t going to win this one and she followed me back to the truck. We got home and I fed her a whole can of Vienna sausages. Now I need to take a shower and rest. I don’t feel so good.
Dang! That isn't the best nor the worst news. And now I need to go find some Vienna sausages to eat. Lmao.
Yeah, that partial Achilles tendon rupture is still giving her fits, but we don’t have much “quit” in this household.
You’re and Elle May certainty are a couple of tough guys. Too bad but the evidence sure suggests a “live” deer. Take care of yourself and I will be waiting for the next “arrow launched” post
I have done that and it took 2-3 years to mostly heal (no pun intended) and would still twinge from time to time for another 2-3 years after that.
darn, too bad ... looks like the Slick Mag got dinged a tad on the tip (rock?) .. Ive killed a few dozen deer with those, my buck two yrs back was with a 100gr .. yea, that deer will be fine ...... get well and get back out there ...
Well, the goods news, it sounds like you may get another chance at that buck. Lots of season left for the @LittleChief and Elly May deer death machine.
