All was quiet but the pitter patter of the rain. There was a cool breeze blowing away from my blind away from the fields edge. A squirrel was playing in front of me and i though how good he would taste fried next to the potatoes. And then he came, the big boy!!! he walked down the edge of the corn field coming right to me. I picked up my elk risor bow ever so slowly and gripped it tight. At thirty yards or so i drew back a wooden shaft all pretty crested and turkey feathered out. At ten yards here he came, I pulled back and anchored at my point. Then BLAM!!!! my wife hit me in the head and woke me up.. darn rain and wind. I just dreamed today..