Once, during shotgun season back when I lived in NY, I was hunting from a permanent platofrm stand about 20 feet up. One of the neighbor's dogs followed my trail and then sat at the bottom of the tree barking his fool head off.

What a pain in the axx !

So I did what I thought was necessary.


Zzzzzzip ....... wizzz .....

I guess he didn't like me peein' on him because he left pretty quick.

I still laugh about it.

And before someone starts jumpin on me about being disgusting or whatever, dogs roll in all sorts of stinky dead stuff, so my pee wasn't all that bad, the dog didn't get hurt, and I continued to hunt.