Head Like A Bat

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Background about where my dear stand is. To my back is woods, then field, to my front is a field that turns into a hill that I chose to kind of act as a berm in case I miss, to the left is more woods, right is more field. This area is my family’s farm and has been for a long time. Before that it was not really a forest, but slight wooded, the trees were planted by settlers, before that it was a clear area. I’m not a superstitious person, but it says can’t explain and I can’t.

I was sitting in my stand on a Saturday morning. I will never forget this, it was raining barely, sun just above the horizon. Suddenly I felt like I was being watched, I’ve never felt like that with deer. I looked into the woods and there were wolves on the edge of the woods, neat. Those dicks just stood there and watched me, you better bet I stared back. I know they take that as a challenge, but I’m in a tree, bring it.

The wolves they just stood there, staring, watching. They stood there for three hours. I just started ignoring them, they scared away the deer anyways. All of the sudden they leave, double time and some big, black thing appears from the woods. Size of a black bear, skinny like a dog, head like a bat.

It stood where the wolves were. I pointed my gun at it and shot into the ground (on purpose, I don’t wanna be the guy who killed the last of whatever species). It looked at me, I chambered a new round, it ran.

I have no idea what it was, but I asked my dad and uncles and they said they saw it too.

#Area/Woods #Animal/Wolves #Animal/Bear