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I don't know the whole story, but does it really matter? Dad shot an elk on our ranch. Having just recently shot a cape buffalo and a sable, I have to say, I'm still VERY jealous.posted by Watts | 6:21 AM
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WTF...
Any chance that will make the TX books? Tell Maxie he needs to post the story! I can pretty well imagine it though...here is how I see it, check to see how close I am to right.
He was prolly huntin quail and thought "humm, stupid Candy has one of her horses on the property...I think I'll shoot it to piss off Alan and Chris"...
BANG...walk walk walk...or more likely vroom vroom vroom (that’s the Ranger sound)...
"Well I'll be crapped from a cannon (or some similar expression your Dad would use) this horse has horns! I better go get Jimmy"
From the sounds of it, Jimmy was not all that impressed because he had just returned from a paid elk hunt in Colorado where he shot a smaller elk. He didn't even come see it when everyone else did.
My Goodness, That poor deranged elk was so lost and far from home. Someone had to put it out of it's misery
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