Jag,
That horse may have been an anti-hunter, or a member of PETA. That is funny.

On a day lease in Llano county one afternoon, I had one cow find me, and not long after that about 10 or 12 of her friends joined her and me on a hill looking down into a little valley at a deer crossing. I guess they liked my company. They stayed with me for most of the afternoon.

One morning while it was still dark, I opened an old box stand, and had a very large mouse shoot out of it brushing my left ear. That right there will get your heart pumping. I remember checking my throat to see if I was cut. It didn't really bust my hunt though. It probably helped it. I stayed awake that whole morning.

I guess the last animal that I remember busting me was doe I was not shooting at. In fact I didn't know she was even there to my right. When I positioned myself to make a shot, she saw me and let everybody know.

C. Davis