Odd you bring this up. As I was sitting around the long table in a morning briefing by our senior staff officer (longingly looking out the window at the early changing leaves, wind checking the cool air coming in through the open windows), I suddenly jumped up, threw my head back, ....let out a two note bugle with a few hard hitting grunts, ran to the back of the room and started pawing the ground and raking the coat rack till it fell over. When a few of the other males in the room approached me, perhaps thinking I'm crazy, I continued pawing the ground, prepared for battle, and was getting ready to whizz on myself when I realized where I was and that although "feeling it", I still have two weeks till I head into the elk woods. It's getting close folks.......................
