Saw a spike chasing a doe all over the place one morning. They came back and forth around my stand about 10 different times. One time he was tearing after her a zillion mph and smacked dead into a tree and flopped right on his back. It was only 30 yards from me. I really though he killed himself. He must have knocked himself out or something cause he wasn't looking to healthy for a few minutes. He finally got up, collected himself and walked off (no more chasing that day).[8D]

Half hour befor sunset one afternoon the woods were dead calm and I was ready for action. Heard something above my head and didn't bother looking just figuring it was another squirell. Next thing I know a racoon is running down MY tree. He brushed against the side of my face and over my shoulder. I screamed like a little school girl.