tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15907727.post3790234515263777323..comments2023-11-10T04:17:00.492-05:00Comments on View From The Porch: The friends of Bambi form a lynch mob...Tamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07285540310465422476noreply@blogger.comBlogger45125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15907727.post-85711787683032432992009-08-10T06:36:12.591-04:002009-08-10T06:36:12.591-04:00My cousin who lives in the suburbs of DC with her ...My cousin who lives in the suburbs of DC with her three or four degrees and major lawyer-husband once complained to me about "those damn deer eating her (expensive) yard color". I told to let me know the next time and I would bring a quiet cure, heh, heh.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15907727.post-16581261204146296142009-08-08T23:52:08.008-04:002009-08-08T23:52:08.008-04:00My Uncle spotted a Badger one day when we were dee...My Uncle spotted a Badger one day when we were deer hunting. The landowner had asked us to kill any badgers or coyotes we saw while hunting so Uncle decided to appease the the guy who was letting us hunt on his property. <br /><br />Since we had just gotten out of the truck and I was the only one with a rifle in my hands my uncle pulled open the glove box, and pulls out his 38 special revolver and shoots the badger.<br /><br />The badger rolled over, righted itself and charged my Uncle, who immediately started shooting again, while yelling at me "Shoot it, shoot it, shoot it."<br /><br />I had to roll the scope down on the rifle because of the close range of the target. So I was a little slower on the trigger than my Uncle would have liked.<br /><br />All in all that badger took three round from my uncles 38 and finally one from my 30-06 before it stopped charging us. I had never shot at anything from 15 feet away with that 30-06 before.Davidnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15907727.post-1187985842189618222009-08-08T22:21:36.985-04:002009-08-08T22:21:36.985-04:00Whenever I remember that story I laugh at the idea...Whenever I remember that story I laugh at the idea of my Dad frantically trying to do in an angry badger as it tried to get to him.<br /><br />Then I sober up when I consider how terrifying it must have been.<br /><br />Then I laugh again, because... well, Dad, badger, rapidly disintegrating pea pole. My sick mind keeps imagining the scene set to "Yakety Sax."Steve Skubinnanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15907727.post-36571757849784800402009-08-08T19:33:07.168-04:002009-08-08T19:33:07.168-04:00Steve Skubinna said...
My Dad told me the story o...Steve Skubinna said... <br />My Dad told me the story once about when he was working in the pea fields in Walla Walla (putting himself through college), he unexpectedly came across a badger and reflexively whacked it with his pea pole.<br /><br />Once he did that, he had to keep at it until it was dead. When he finished he had one extremely dead badger and about two feet left of splintered pea pole.<br /><br />1:33 PM, August 08, 2009<br /><br />Definitely one of those "it was either me or him" moments. There are few things worse to poke with a stick than a badger.OAnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15907727.post-47736757428399991452009-08-08T16:52:17.788-04:002009-08-08T16:52:17.788-04:00Perl, when your anti-hunting pals start, mention T...Perl, when your anti-hunting pals start, mention The Most Dangerous Game (probably my all time favorite short story). Try to sound wistful when you do. Then look at them speculatively...<br /><br />Skynet's tw: UNIFIC. I don't know what they do, but I bet they're as dysfunctional as every other UN agency.Steve Skubinnanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15907727.post-74188674167307840132009-08-08T15:00:05.775-04:002009-08-08T15:00:05.775-04:00Whose puppy?
*falls over laughing*
Ah, well, at ...<i>Whose puppy?</i><br /><br />*falls over laughing*<br /><br />Ah, well, at least I'll have good <b>company</b> in Hell... :D<br /><br />I wonder if my anti-hunting acquaintences would shut up about how it's "not fair" if I took a deer with a katana...perlhaqrhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01920117742664645165noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15907727.post-22663630459891801842009-08-08T14:29:44.579-04:002009-08-08T14:29:44.579-04:00Fenris, I don't dispute that. I expect she tho...Fenris, I don't dispute that. I expect she thought she could get it in one swing, maybe two. <br />A shovel just isn't the right thing to use, particularly by someone who probably needs a hand getting a mayo jar open.Davenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15907727.post-64091333146991361152009-08-08T13:33:17.682-04:002009-08-08T13:33:17.682-04:00My Dad told me the story once about when he was wo...My Dad told me the story once about when he was working in the pea fields in Walla Walla (putting himself through college), he unexpectedly came across a badger and reflexively whacked it with his pea pole.<br /><br />Once he did that, he had to keep at it until it was dead. When he finished he had one extremely dead badger and about two feet left of splintered pea pole.Steve Skubinnanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15907727.post-20095315777484519192009-08-08T09:47:13.389-04:002009-08-08T09:47:13.389-04:00Let this be a lesson to us all, use the EDGE of th...Let this be a lesson to us all, use the EDGE of the shovel, not the flat.<br /><br />If you have time, take a tip from WWII Trench combat and SHARPEN the edges. (Not knife sharp, just edged.) <br /><br />Effective. Silent. Dual Purpose.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15907727.post-78889195200312252192009-08-08T02:30:26.587-04:002009-08-08T02:30:26.587-04:00It was kind of a bad set-up from the outset. Mayb...It was kind of a bad set-up from the outset. Maybe she believed that one swing would do it. Quick and as painless as she could manage.<br /><br />However, once that first swing connected she was committed. How much more cruel would they have called her if she'd just left it to stumble off to die via skull fracture?Fenrishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07693829962075093381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15907727.post-82330104963043371762009-08-07T22:46:41.047-04:002009-08-07T22:46:41.047-04:00Just remember this the next time you're tempte...Just remember this the next time you're tempted to traipse through some septuagenarian's flower bed.rickn8ornoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15907727.post-34215800730170337252009-08-07T19:17:30.854-04:002009-08-07T19:17:30.854-04:00I cannot understand the outcry. Aren't these ...I cannot understand the outcry. Aren't these animal lovers fellow travelers with gun banners? After all, she didn't have the audacity to shoot Bambi; they should give her a medal for choosing a non-firearm style weapon. A shovel wasn't going to have a missed shot ricochet into a neighbor's kitchen. But they of course don't care about Bambi or "the children" or whatever - they want to control all human behavior, and use this stuff as a ruse.<br /><br />She was foolish to just put it out front. The wisdom of 70 years should've told her to bury the thing at the edge of the flower bed, where the ground was turned and soft enough to move. Good fertilizer - Squanto taught the pilgrims to bury a fish in a garden to make it more fertile, didn't he? But stupidity doesn't warrant jail time. If it did, hell, I'd have been hung years ago.mts1http://mts1.wordpress.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15907727.post-12564743048233897062009-08-07T19:09:09.596-04:002009-08-07T19:09:09.596-04:00"Would just as funny to you if it had been a ...<i>"Would just as funny to you if it had been a puppy?"</i><br /><br />Whose puppy?Billy Beckhttp://www.two--four.net/weblog.phpnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15907727.post-37524953125484137582009-08-07T18:14:20.805-04:002009-08-07T18:14:20.805-04:00Unnecessarily cruel indeed. It may be a cliche, bu...Unnecessarily cruel indeed. It may be a cliche, but I recall a saying about the right tool for the task.<br />I'm as dedicated a carnivore as anyone, but I'd like bambi to go quickly and with as little pain as possible before I turn him in to dinner.Davenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15907727.post-75516735036704749322009-08-07T17:23:06.153-04:002009-08-07T17:23:06.153-04:00She needed a FiveSeven for game that big.She needed a FiveSeven for game that big.Bucknoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15907727.post-49363938784599013152009-08-07T16:39:50.553-04:002009-08-07T16:39:50.553-04:00Hunting season my arse.
The whole concept of wild...Hunting season my arse.<br /><br />The whole concept of wild game being owned by the state is medieval.<br /><br />I prefer the TX arrangement: game belongs to the land-owner, who will make ALL decisions about managing it.Kristophrhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08370888276707569365noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15907727.post-53245625850698037492009-08-07T15:37:57.700-04:002009-08-07T15:37:57.700-04:00I agree that she coulda done alot better than beat...I agree that she coulda done alot better than beating it with a shovel, and I'd have to waste that meat. But If *I* have to wait for hunting season, so should she!BangBangMedichttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17486051066465569661noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15907727.post-43944253005032240732009-08-07T15:08:37.183-04:002009-08-07T15:08:37.183-04:00"A simple wood chopping axe would've done..."A simple wood chopping axe would've done the job in one hit if she had one(yeah, even in granny's hands). Sever the spine at the neck, it's not like the fawn is going to dodge."<br /><br />I knew there was a good reason for that broadsword I keep downstairs. Now when does sword season start? Does that come before or after bow?Jeff the Baptisthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13978930508610389584noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15907727.post-53463137455802238032009-08-07T15:02:48.891-04:002009-08-07T15:02:48.891-04:00"...Hunting an adult deer is one thing, but b..."...Hunting an adult deer is one thing, but beating a fawn to death with a shovel? Would just as funny to you if it had been a puppy?"<br /><br />There's an idea.<br /><br />I'll sick my 100 lbs. Lab-mix on that deer, and he'll...be licked to death!<br /><br />Never seen a deer that didn't run when chased after by a dog.<br /><br />Yeah, not graceful, but it's pretty effective, and it's probably not going to result in the death of poor bambi.<br /><br />Seriously, I don't have a problem with the deed, but, like I said, she DID waste the meat.theirritablearchitecthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04105315709746689270noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15907727.post-88144077294412338102009-08-07T14:50:26.510-04:002009-08-07T14:50:26.510-04:00Bit of an unnecessarily cruel choice of tool perha...Bit of an unnecessarily cruel choice of tool perhaps, but maybe it was the best she had available.<br /><br />A simple wood chopping axe would've done the job in one hit if she had one(yeah, even in granny's hands). Sever the spine at the neck, it's not like the fawn is going to dodge.Mikaelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04894602732468692375noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15907727.post-33814576362280620782009-08-07T14:43:41.153-04:002009-08-07T14:43:41.153-04:00Freeholder:
What have you got against shovel hunt...Freeholder:<br /><br />What have you got against shovel hunting?<br /><br />Hell ... I'm still trying to find out how to get a seal clubbing permit as a tourist to Canada.Kristophrhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08370888276707569365noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15907727.post-12491762127430027802009-08-07T14:38:51.315-04:002009-08-07T14:38:51.315-04:001. Re your transmission 1049 07 Aug: OMG. The n...1. Re your transmission 1049 07 Aug: OMG. The neighbours are going to think I've lost my mind now. ;)<br /><br />2. Hoofed vermin, indeed. Controlling their population loudly with a shovel isn't the most graceful means, but it works. I've seen too many people get their cars totalled, or worse get hurt, on account of these forest-dwelling rats. I like the crossbow idea, but like you said, the rule 4 thing might make it difficult. (Unless say you sat on the roof to open up the angle a bit...)<br /><br />JimAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15907727.post-16931175814467371152009-08-07T14:22:44.345-04:002009-08-07T14:22:44.345-04:00Y'know, it's not something I'd have do...Y'know, it's not something I'd have done personally, nor would I have watched it.<br /><br />But it's also not something I'd throw my grandma in jail over. At worst, she might rate a ticket for improper disposal of the carcass in city limits.<br /><br />I see no indication that she did it with any particular relish.<br /><br />This whole "<i>A rat is a dog is a pig is a boy is a tapeworm is an anopheles mosquito is a smallpox virus</i>" thing has spun completely out of control, though.Tamhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07285540310465422476noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15907727.post-66371650098789820652009-08-07T14:10:32.824-04:002009-08-07T14:10:32.824-04:00Sorry to go against the flow, but Granny was way o...Sorry to go against the flow, but Granny was <em>way</em> out of bounds. Hunting an adult deer is one thing, but beating a fawn to death with a shovel? Would just as funny to you if it had been a puppy?<br /><br />For the record I live outside the city limits, am neither under 8 or female, and have on occasion participated in the annual autumn slaughter. I also have limits.<br /><br />You're giving the anti-hunting crowd a great thing that they can point to and scream "Blood-thirsty Neanderthals!!!" Here Back East we have enough trouble keeping hunting seasons open without this sort of thing. Thanks for the help.The Freeholderhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09989697995675652792noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15907727.post-68946068831603865182009-08-07T14:09:58.017-04:002009-08-07T14:09:58.017-04:00I was antelope hunting with my Dad years ago when ...I was antelope hunting with my Dad years ago when he comes running over the hill and asks "Have you filled your doe/fawn tag yet?"<br /><br />(That right boys and girls we were evil enough that we had a hunting licenses that would allow us to only shoot a doe or a fawn, no bucks allowed!)<br /><br />I told Dad I hadn't filled it yet, I had spotted a large doe the day before from about 800 yards and was hoping to get a closer look at her today.<br /><br />So Dad hustles me back over the hill to tag the fawn he had shot.<br /><br />Dad had found the doe he wanted. He found the animal settled down resting. Since he had a good shot he took it. Unfortunately he shot a little high and hit that goat in the neck instead of the chest. The bullet went through the neck and hit the fawn that was laying on the other side of the doe. <br /><br />We hated wasting a tag on such a small amount of meat, but I tagged the fawn. It was really good eating. I also stopped in town that night and bought another doe/fawn tag and got myself that big doe I had seen two days earlier.Davidnoreply@blogger.com