one ruined my openening day last year.....set up......called a BIG longbeard in...i figured hed come through the woods....but he came hot to trot down the field edge...i was 45yds from the field edge...in an opening in the woods....he sat up there and strutted and gobbled for a while..then started committing slowly but surely....40yds..clicked the saftey off...all the sudden i see a bird RUNNING through the field behind my longbeard.....circled around through the woods....full speed ahead....i was like oh man here comes a BIG boy...they will either fight...or ill just shot him!.....the bird ran STRAIGHT to me after circling the longbeard....it was a jake.....at this time the longbeard is 30yds away......jake was right inbetween me and the longbeared.....but the jake was measureable in INCHES not feet or yards...if i jumped at him i could grabbed him.......he knew exzactly what tree them hen sounds came from and starred me right in my eyes...i couldnt blink...tears rolled down my face....my eyes started to burn terribly....i fianlly HAD to blink....PUTT...PUTT PUTT......chit! he busted me!! the longbeard did the boot scootin boogie and was GONE the jake hung around still.....i didnt shoot him though.....and they started to roost elsewhere....never heard from them again! i was mad