SETUP: Last year when we moved in here, my neighbor showed up and told me that they have always pushed this property during shotgun season and said I could join them if I wanted to. I declined his offer and informed him that no one would be pushing the deer on this property as long as I owned it. Then later I pretty much caught him trespassing and shooting at deer on my property. Finally, he came into my property and erased pictures on my trailcam. After several "discussions" with him, he finally caught on that I wasn't going to be pushed around and I was ready to take action.
POST: Yesterday evening,hecame by with his uncle. His uncle told me that he was severly disabled due to a back injury and had to have help getting a deer every year. His injury makes it so he can't hardly walk 20 feet without severe pain that sticks around for days, if not weeks after he over does things. He said last year he wasn't able to take a deer because of my no trespassing decision. He was all depressed and told me that it had been a difficult year because him and his wife depended on the venison to make ends meet. So, he was wondering if I could help him out and let him hunt my property during the youth/disabled season. I told him that if he came to see me before hunting, I might let him sit down somewhere to take a slickhead. He thanked me and was all choked up. I walked back into the garage and looked at one of thepin holecamera monitors and watched them walk back to his truck. Just before he got in, he looked over his shoulder and not seeing anyone in the window, did a little jig and jumped into the truck. He then high-fived my neighbor. I didn't believe his story in the first place and just wanted to placate him to get him to leave. But then, I got pee'd off when he did his jig with his "bad" back. But then I just laughed and decided to have fun with it. I gave them time to get back home and then called them. I asked my neighbor if his uncle was Irish? He said, "No, why?" I told him that I started to walk outside to tell them I decided that it was okay, when I saw his uncle do a jig before actually hopping into his truck with his "bad back". So, since I didn't want to be the cause of his uncle further injuring himself, I wouldn't be able to let him on my property again without talking to his insurance company first. I have never heard a more humiliated "oh, okay" before in my life!!! Gotta love those idiots!!!! I chuckled about it the rest of the evening. This morning that KC and the Sunshine Band song keeps going over and over through my head.
If I knew whether or not he was getting disability, I'd send the video to the appropriate authorities.