Me and my youngest son BRIER alway take our bows to shoot a couple arrows on our way back to glass one of the bean fields on our farm. Just see what bucks are out in them feeding for the evening. A GROUND HOG cross's the tractor road in front of us.
He was a young one and just stood and watched us as I got a obsidian tipped dog wood arrow ready. Not a pass through matter offact he got down his hole a little ways before he died. The arrow won't let him turn the corner.
Number 4 got all 4 with osidian heads all 4 while just stumping. My granddad was just and old mountain person surviving on what they killed for the day when he was going up. I grew up next door so I grew up eating them. I'll usually eat a young ones if there dumb and fall victim. Young ones in a cooking bag BQ are killer.
