bigbuckfever

I got a call from the wife this morning telling me that the dog found the grandkids "snack bag" on the living room floor that had raisins and other treats and he had devoured them. After a call to the vet, I had to leave my customers house mid paint job and get him into the emergency vet to induce vomiting. Fortunately, they got at least 13 raisins out and he seems to be ok now. Could have been fatal. Some dogs are more vulnerable to bad effects than others but there is no way to tell. Raisins can damage the dogs' kidneys and cause death. I had not known this before, and I'm a pretty old dog myself. Hope this can prevent someone else's dog from a bad situation (and a $570 vet bill)

Charcoal was part of the treatment.

My heart goes out to ya. Wishing you the best. What ^^^ said.

Archery Headquarters is an option with up to 30 yds.

My two brothers took me hunting for deer the first time about 1983 when I was in my 20's. I never got to shoot at anything until 1985. I was a total rookie and wasn't even sure I would be able to tell a mulie from a Coues. That year my brother Mike and I were down to our last day in December and were both looking forward to getting to town and having a nice breakfast that we didn't have to clean the dishes from. We decided we would give it one more shot and go check out a ridge line we knew we could glass from. There was some patchy snow, and it was pretty cold that morning. When we got out of the truck we split up and I ever so slowly crept my way along the top. I remember thinking how I wanted to walk as slow and quiet as possible so IF there was anything below me, he wasn't going to hear me before I saw him. I worked my way around a big round juniper and when I finally had a good view of the canyon below me, I looked over and instantly saw a big antlered deer staring at me. He was about 75 yards away, standing broadside and he was sky lined on a small rocky outcropping. My heart started pounding like crazy and I was in shock that he was actually there. Buck fever hit me like a ton of bricks, and I started power shaking. I raised my rifle up and when I tried to line him up, I breathed on my scope and completely fogged it up. It was so cold it stayed fogged for what seemed like an eternity. I had a wool over shirt on and it just smeared the moisture around. I had to painfully wait for it to clear on its own before I could see through it. All the while I was convinced he was going to bolt and leave me there to cry. I was shaking so bad, I knew I wouldn't be able to hit him unless I got down on a knee, so I did. I was sure he was going to bolt at any second, but he just stood there watching me flounder about. (I remember thinking later on that he probably has never seen a human before as this was a very remote spot back in 1985 before all the quads and sxs's came about) I was finally able to get a shot off and missed him completely, but he just stood there. I jacked another round in and this time I connected. Well, I just barely got him. I hit him in the leg, but he let me get another shot off and I hit him again. This time he turned and started half running/stumbling off (in the direction of the truck and my brother) I followed and was able to find him with my brothers help. One last shot finished him off. My brother kept telling me he was sure he would make the book, but I was used to seeing pics of big mulies and thought he was just stroking me to make me feel good. I wasn't used to seeing Coues deer, but I had seen plenty pics of big mulies, so I had no idea what I had just tagged. I was just lucky it was a Coues and not a mulie. It wasn't until my other brother got his hands on it and I could tell he was in shock, telling me I should just quit hunting right now because I'll never see another buck this nice ever again. He ended up grossing 126 and was the second biggest Coues typical taken that year. I have since come to realize what an awesome buck he is, and I still look at him every day and feel grateful. My next two bucks were spikes and I was grateful for those too.

Nice touch with the antler pic. GLWS.

My brother and I got tags no. 149 and 150. 4th choice. We have a week to chase WT's down south (we get to hunt from the property he bought to hopefully hunt from) and then head up to 23 to spend 2 weeks going after bulls with a bow.

Anything over 100 is pretty respectable, but it's all subjective. If it gets your heart pumping, shoot! Best of luck.

Awesome for you, hope you find what you're looking for. We'll be looking forward to the story.

The same morons that can't tell you what a Women is, now are gonna tell us what an Assault Weapon is. GTFO

Dang man! Keep at it, we're pulling for ya.

What the heck country is she living in. What a tool.

Now that the Antlers is back open in Young, the wife and I are going to take a road trip Saturday. We are going to head up thru Payson and drop down the Young Rd from the 260 and stop at the Antlers for a burger (all this talk of burgers has got me craving a good one). We'll take the Globe route home to complete the trip. I love that drive. Now we just have to decide which kid to sell so we can afford the gas. Thanks Brandon

Wow!! Great write up and awesome footage. Congrats on a great year and thanks for sharing.

That's why we need ar15's with 30 round clips

That guy could cook.

The wife unit brought me home a "cowboy burger" from whole foods. I scoffed. I then cooked it and ate it, yummy!!

You'd have to sue the match maker , but I get your point

The sad part is this insanity has 411 likes. SMH

Hope you got to visit the Museum of Natural History. Worth the time.

My family and I are having a Celebration of Life Service for my dad this Saturday at noon. Attached is his obit with some of his life's highlights. Hope you'll indulge me as I brag a little bit about my dad. I was fortunate to have him in my life. He's gonna leave a big hole. Dads obit[15003]_js (1).docx

I feel your pain brother.

I just got an email the other day from the curator of the National Marine Corps Museum in VA asking about featuring Dave in an exhibit to honor his contributions to the Corps. I'm taking pics now of some of his artifacts to possibly donate to the museum.

I'm glad I got to know him thru CW. Enjoyed most of his stories RIP Tony.

I've used Randys in Mesa, but it's been a few years. Don't know if he's still active. 602-625-6750