Last night for the first time in many months,,, I had a mob of pigs numbering more than ( 1 ) in my sights.
To be precise,,,,, eleven adult oinkers.
I was set up on top of a hill in the middle of a large property,,,,,,, and as it turned out,,,,, one of very few spots with mobile coverage.
I was tracking the mob in the scope,,,, and had actually taken up the first pressure and miniscule seconds off firing when my phone rang.
It was none other than BLR243
I scrambled to get the phone out of my pocket,,,, and ended the call.
The pigs actually heard the ringing and veered away from the bait carcass that they were about to start feeding on.
I managed to get two out of the eleven,,,,, before they became too distant to warrant a shot.
Thanks MATE,,,,,,
you couldn't have been more precise in your timing if you had been sitting alongside of me.
Has any other members here had similar experiences ????
I do not fear death itself... Only its inopportune timing!
I've come to realize that,,,,, the two most loving, loyal, and trustworthy females in my entire life were both canines.