Gang,

Last night this red answered my fox howls on the Fury and then charged in to the baby cottontail. I saw him plain as day with the moon and the snow, so I used no lights. He stood, looking at the call, and I shot at him at 10 yards.

He turned and ran away as if I had missed

I found him in the scope and prepared for the fabled "Texas Heart Shot." There was no need, however, as he toppled over after running 100 yards across the field