This absolutely describes my last hunt....Thursday night. The dogs that came by me were the neighbor's and the female, Holly, actually walked right under my stand and scratched out a spot and peed.[:@]

Then, a fat grey squirrel almost committed suicide by jumping on me from about 5 feet away. Instead it jumped above me and every time I looked up I had to stare at her behind beforeI got tired of it and shooed her away. Needless to say, no deer sighted that night!

GH