My Kansas Whitetail

[Kurt]

Rick.

When I was a Kid I was raised on the Farm. This Family took me in as one of their's and put me through School and I lived with them about five years.
Every evening when I fed the feeder calves a big buck would jump the fence and work his way up to the feed bunk and eat with the cattle. One day old George said tonight I'm going to put that buck in the freezer, been feeding him for a long time. George took a .22 in the milk house and opened the window and when that buck bellied up to the feed bunk ole George put a hole through his forehead. That buck dropped like a rock and never moved and the cattle never even moved.