I looked up just before it got dark. Saw a black spot that I hadn't noticed. Didn't think much of it, thought it was just a shadow. Couple minutes later, it looked different. I zoomed my light in and saw eyes. Hoped he would make it to the feeder, but he had other plans. Never saw, or heard from him again.
My wife says I don't really want to kill the animals I hunt. She might be partially right. I'm not overrun with targets, and if I kill them I won't have any to hunt. The hunt is my favorite part, but I do like to shoot em every once in a while. Lol
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