Shucks, Ingwe! I knew my Monster Dink wasn't going to get much. It was just an honor to get here finally. It was all a mistake-- burned my buck tag on this guy, because I couldn't see the spike against the tall grass at last light.
If I'd been really meaning it, I'd have nailed the little boxer-sized fellow who kept coming around my stand. He had spikes less than 1.5"
