Randy
Ten Pointer
Just got back from a trip to Nebraska. I wasn't quite able to finish the deal on the big boss gobbler I located my first evening there; but, did find two willing 2 yr olds. The first was by himself and lonely when I happened to strike him on my way back for lunch about 11AM Friday. The second one decided to break away from the flock he was with early Sunday morning to check out the purrs, clucks, and soft yelps coming from small group of cottonwood trees along a creek bottom.
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