I remember the first one I shot.... I was 14... Wanted to get him mounted but dad asked if I had a job to pay for that and the deer I had taken a few weeks prior....
I skinned him out as careful as I could.... (pretty much tore it apart) hung it up in his garage where it still hangs... Well, what's left of it... Last year a rat moved in and chewed it to shreds along with a lot of my fishing gear, and even a small BT skull I took when I was a kid...
The rat met his maker with four sticky pads set all together....
