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This is a thread about animals that live outside the box, so to say. Animals that don't act or behave like they are supposed to. Game we hunt that are different in some way, maybe retarded, drain bamaged, or just plain demented. For example I once shot at a deer about 30 yards away that was looking at me, and I missed cleanly, the deer held it's ground and then began to walk toward me, curious. It continued to approach even as I began to talk to it, telling it to smarten up using some pretty choice language. I had a mental struggle over the idea of shooting it, I chose not to. I was too flabbergassed, too rattled by this reaction.
Or the bear that walked out of the woods, sat down in front of me and scratched an itch, then sat there for a few minutes looking at me looking at it. That one was a no brainer-I don't care for bear meat, and I passed. That was back before they had a bear permit.
And now this. Why I have to put up with this stuff I don't know. This is a partridge that lives in the woods along a road in the town I work in. A partridge like no other. He chases cars, trucks, and busses. I've watched him do it, running down the middle of the road, or along the side, even flying to keep up with, or catch up to what he is chasing. He will walk right up to you if you are walking by, or stop and get out of your car. I've allowed him to peck my fingers and he sometimes coos at me while fanning out and trying to sound tough. Take a swing at him-with hand, foot, or hat-it doesn't phase this bird a bit. He jumps away then comes right back in for more.
So, for some fun, lets hear about your experiences with animals we normally hunt that are just too stupid to shoot, or otherwise strange and funny experiences with game animals.
This is a thread about animals that live outside the box, so to say. Animals that don't act or behave like they are supposed to. Game we hunt that are different in some way, maybe retarded, drain bamaged, or just plain demented. For example I once shot at a deer about 30 yards away that was looking at me, and I missed cleanly, the deer held it's ground and then began to walk toward me, curious. It continued to approach even as I began to talk to it, telling it to smarten up using some pretty choice language. I had a mental struggle over the idea of shooting it, I chose not to. I was too flabbergassed, too rattled by this reaction.
Or the bear that walked out of the woods, sat down in front of me and scratched an itch, then sat there for a few minutes looking at me looking at it. That one was a no brainer-I don't care for bear meat, and I passed. That was back before they had a bear permit.
And now this. Why I have to put up with this stuff I don't know. This is a partridge that lives in the woods along a road in the town I work in. A partridge like no other. He chases cars, trucks, and busses. I've watched him do it, running down the middle of the road, or along the side, even flying to keep up with, or catch up to what he is chasing. He will walk right up to you if you are walking by, or stop and get out of your car. I've allowed him to peck my fingers and he sometimes coos at me while fanning out and trying to sound tough. Take a swing at him-with hand, foot, or hat-it doesn't phase this bird a bit. He jumps away then comes right back in for more.


So, for some fun, lets hear about your experiences with animals we normally hunt that are just too stupid to shoot, or otherwise strange and funny experiences with game animals.