Went out turkey hunting this last wednesday on a new piece of land my friends own that's just loaded with turkeys. Got set up by 6:00 am, watched the sun rise, heard the birds wake up and come down from roost...ah, perfect! They made their routine walk across the little meadow I was set up in and to my great surprise two nice toms came wandering in about 10 yards out of range. I got poised, got a little tension on the string, and was dreaming of how they'd look on my Thanksgiving dinner table when the wood erupted to my left with the sound of dogs...big dogs! The birds hightailed it, which would have been okay had they not all went the same direction. Crap...hunt over...or not!
Pretty soon these two big rottweilers begin wondering what this tent thing is with the funny smelling thing inside of it. Having them circle my blind was a bit disconcerting, and when one tried to poked his massive head under the bottom of my blind, I gave him a boot heel right between the eyes. That held 'em off long enough to call the landowner on my cell phone (which I NEVER bring and was almost dead). She said, "Just hold tight. I'll call my neighbor." Five minutes later, Elmer Fudd came roarin' in on a four wheeler to save the day. Guess the only turkey that got it that day was me.
Topic: "Rottweilers?!!!! You gotta be kidding me!" (Read 392 times)
