Real men use knives...

Here is a true story: When my hunting buddy was younger and a lot less sober, he was on an elk hunt and managed to focus his eyes long enough to shoot a nice sized cow that was on a hillside above him. His partner at the time came down from above, reached the cow first, and gave her a kick to see if she was done for. Well she wasn`t. The elk, who had only been stunned by a grazing shot to the head, lurched to her feet and stampeded downhill directly at my friend who had left his rifle at the bottom of the hill. Tarzan-like, he leaped at the cow and wrapped his arms around her neck with the intent of drawing his knife and finishing her off for good. Nothing doing. She rubbed him off on the first good sized fir tree she came to leaving my buddy banged-up and much wiser for the effort.

The Mouse