A lot of Bobcat sign scat and tracks going under the fence, so I hung a snare, Caught a Badger, next morning walked up to shoot him with my pistol and fell in the huge hole up to my waist he had dug under the grass, he made me scramble out of the hole like my tail was on fire while he tried to eat my back pockets off.
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Murl B.