Hambone, I was squirrel hunting on the Tennessee River last week when I spied a squirrel cutting a hickory nut while sitting on the end of a log sticking out into the river. I slipped silently into place to take the shot and drew a fine bead on the squirrel’s head. As my trigger finger tightened, a huge large mouth bass erupted out of the water and snatched that old squirrel right off the end of that log and disappeared into the river with the squirrel’s tail sticking out of the bass’s mouth. As I stared in amazement and watched the ripples slowly disappear, that same bass surfaced, and set a fresh hickory nut on the end of the log!
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