I heard Shrap shot that thing on the way to the range.
Hahaha. Tff. Theres always one. Touche, MB.
A lifetime ago i walked into a taxidermy shop in Jackson Hole on a nice eye disease CE trip.
The taxi was busy and had no time for me as i looked amazed at Gods gift to the Mule Deer world hanging on a wall. The lying bastid tore my heart out saying it was some kids first deer taken from his pickup truck while taking a load of garbage to the local city dump.