Hey Randy: Yeah, I remember you, which is pretty good for my age and how long ago that was. Yeah, that was me who shot the running armadillo too. Olympic Gold Medalist in archery Jay Barrs was standing next to me when I did it. Even he was impressed. Ha. But the good ole' boy who also witnessed it kind of blew it out of proportion by the end of the day. I hit the critter in the head with a judo tip. When we got back to the lodge the good ol' boy in bib overalls was telling everyone "you should have seen it... the armadillo was running the swamp as fast as they go... Wensel turned to me and said 'I'm gonna shoot him in the eyeball!' Ha.. that my friends is how legends are made!
Oh, I probably shouldn't admit to this but I'll fess up to the rest of the story too. Since it was an eyeball shot there wasn't much blood. So I double-wrapped the armadillo in two plastic bags and put him in the freezer at the lodge. Then I put the frozen critter in my suitcase, wrapped him in my dirty underwear and flew home to Montana. This was late January in Montana so it was pretty cold. So after I got home I layed the dead/frozen armadillo on the corner of 2nd. street and Central Ave. in Whitefish, Montana.
It made the local paper claiming it was the first armadillo ever seen in Montana. Nowadays I probably could have got in trouble for that... both from Delta Airlines, MT F&G and the city of Whitefish. I was a bad/bad boy! bw