I was ground hog hunting with my uncle. I had just made a shot on a hog, and it was his turn. I rolled out from under the rifle, and rolled over a large cow pie. Unfortunately for me, it was fresh, and runny. I had to ride home in the back of the truck, it was pretty bad. This happened 25 years ago, and my uncle still kids me about it. We were at my aunt's funeral last year and it was the only laugh he had in quite a while. He lives in Florida now and I sure do miss him. Tom.