As I am getting ready to leave for work, I caught this little bastage sizing up some of the neighbor's calves. Ran down to the pasture and popped him at 300 yds with the old lefty 30-06, ran back to the house, put on a shirt and drove off to work. I had to turn him over for pics, the other side is pretty gruesome with the vultures pecking on it and the fact that the bullet pretty much filleted that side. I guess it was his "day in the clover".
