Posted on 12/14/2020 7:21:14 PM PST by nickcarraway
A rut fueled buck is NOT to be messed with. They’ve been marching around the woods all charged up and looking for a doe to breed, and usually have to slam racks together with other bucks to prove their dominance in the field.
Barstool Sports recently shared a video on Instagram that speaks to what I’m talking about. The video shows a buck squaring up to a decoy, and then laying a hit on it like an NFL linebacker on a wide receiver catching a pass over the middle. The deer completely runs over and dismantles the fake deer, as it breaks into several pieces – must have been one of those vegan deer.
Watch the video below:
As you might imagine, people hopped in the comments section and had a riot with this one.
One user wrote, “This is what happens if you don’t drink your milk kids.” Another chimed in with, “The Brian Urlacher of deers.” And someone else wrote, “Alexa play ‘I Fall Apart by Post Malone.”
Happens a lot in Roswell off Holcomb Bridge. There are sone monsters back there. The Chattahoochee runs right through there. They’re what I call domesticated deer. Now if I lived in Horseshoe Bend, an HOA community and I don’t do HOA communities, there would be dead deer during hunting season. It’s bow only in my county as well as Fulton county but plenty of deer to fill freezers.
I have acreage that is about 5 miles from the sticks. The deer bed down in a pine stand to the right of my house every night. I feed them good protein and corn. Will plant a field this year too. There was one monster this year but he got hit by a car in the main road of my property. I hunted him one day this season. I’ve got 700 acres in South GA that I lease with a couple business partners. We trophy hunt there and it’s not a high fence property. I pulled a really good 9 and a 10 that I should have let walk another year over the course of two weeks. Freezer is full this year. Last year not so much.
LOL, I don’t think I even need to see the truck to not want to cross that fence...I have a healthy respect for all animals, even domesticated dogs and cats lest they revert for even a second at the wrong time back to their buried undomesticated nature.
If I have a gun, great. But anything that is a physical contest, humans are for the large part, comparatively soft and squishy for nearly any animal.
I wasn’t always so careful, when I was a kid, I lived in the Philippines, and I viewed any animal as something to be approached and captured, snakes, lizards, primates, shellfish, bugs (and they had a lot of huge ones there) you name it. (never did actually try to capture one of those nasty baboon-like primates they had over there) but I did capture a four foot monitor lizard once...:)
They had one particular seashell I caught that could, if you got stung by it, die in less than 15 minutes (called a Geography Cone) but I was lucky, I went diving with another kid who was well versed in those things because his older brothers and father were seriously into that, real divers. His father administered the SERE training they gave to pilots who were deploying to Vietnam, so he knew all about those things. (The knowledge of how to set a trap for a monitor lizard came from him)
Now, I am content to view wildlife and that is it. If they approach, I retreat. Except for birds. I have become a birder as I get on in years, and I do all I can with some success to interact with them. LOL, most of them can’t kill or severely injure you!
Indeed. My wife just melts around jerseys...she loves their eyes and baby talks them...:)
When I was just 19 and assigned to a 105mm artillery battery in Vietnam, we used to take the battery of six guns out into the countryside to fire for a day and then go back to our regular position near Phu Bai in the evening.
While we were in our field position, I was often assigned to an outpost to protect that sector from an attack. At the end of one day of firing, we were sent the "Close Station, March Order" (CSMO - also known as "Collect Sh__Move Out"), so I picked up our M60 machine gun and headed back towards the main battery position.
I was walking along, head down through an open field when I heard "Whuff" and I looked up. I had walked into the middle of a small herd of water buffalos, and that "whuff" came from a monster bull directly in my path. I froze in place and watched and that bull lowered its massive head (damn thing looked almost as wide as it was long) and pawed the ground towards me.
I took the M60 off my shoulder, made sure that the belt was straight and clear, then pointed the M60 at the head of that thing, then pushed the safety off and started pulling the slack out of the trigger - and then I felt something whacking my leg.
I looked down and saw a little girl - she came just about to my knee in height - and she said "no no no", while whacking my leg with a small stick.
I said "what the heck are you talking about - that thing's going to kill me". She walked to that bull, whacked him on his left rear leg with that same stick - and the bull turned away from me and started eating grass again.
Dang.
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Better a decoy than a 640 lb concrete statue...
Feral / "bad" dogs are underrated by most people as a threat IMO, both out in the country and in the city.
Amen.
From here straight through as the crow flies, a farm family had a dozen or so dogs that ran loose.
They were really vicious and regulars like the mail man, the sheriff’s department, etc., knew to stay out of reach.
A Mexican who lived nearby walked past the house and they killed him.
That happened about three years ago.
Those dogs were so bad that they bit the tires on the deputy’s car. Tire went flat.
Now my first dog was a German Shepard in 1938 and I have had dogs ever since..pets, hunting dogs, whatever, but I never had one bad enough to destroy a tire mounted on a vehicle.
It just proves that there are surprises in this world for the unwary.
IF you are crossing MY fence line, you better have MY permission.
I do NOT grant forgiveness.
Yeah I know.
There is always an asshole in every neighborhood. Luckily only a very few around here and they are people who moved out from town, mostly places like NJ.
In ours, we know every farmer. No trespassing signs are rare and usually are there only for the drunks from town.
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