AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW yeaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!
Well the offending rodent or one of his friends has gnawed his last damascus glove!!!!!!!
and now the story.....
The wind was perfect for the evning hunt and I had already donned my ASAT G.T.I.B. (guy tinkering in the basement) Camo and since i had a little extra time i figured I'd walk my trap line on the way...
From a few yards away i could see fur and i couldnt get through the brush or around the welder fast enough!!!!
Just as i reached for the dead mouse it came to my attention that he was VERY MUCH ALIVE and some what disenchanted with being stuck in a trap!
never loosing my cool i backed up at a moderate pace and gracefully crapped my pants.
after re-assesing the situation and calculating his chances of survival he had about .177% of getting away... i'll let you guess what happened.
once i clean the blood off my trap it will be re-set and ready to go!