Pulled a smooth one - left rabbit in game bag for a week
Posted: Mon Feb 04, 2008 10:59 am
A week ago we had some new hunters with us, and 2 of them didn't have a game bag.
So I ended up being the mule, hauling around their rabbits.
Every time we went to another spot, I would unload them out of the game bag at the truck.
I only shot one rabbit letting the new guys do all the shooting. I go home, clean my rabbit, and went on about my business.
One rabbit got under a brush pile after the shot, and a dog went in and ate the head before we could get them out.
I dropped it into my bag. Shortly after, the guy who shot it left.
Fast forward to this Saturday
I hop out of the truck, put my vest on, load my gun and say "Shoooo, someone must have dumped a deer carcass around here". The dogs were running a rabbit, and I go over the hill about 100 yards. I tell a guy, "There is something dead around here". He said, "Yeah, I smell it now".
We get up on the ridge, I shot a rabbit and had it hanging in a tree giving time for the fleas to jump off.
I smell it again. I thought, "I'm half mile from the truck and still smell it"
The lightbulb came on, I reached back and felt a familiar lump in my game bag.
Took it off, pulled a headless rabbit out.
I used all my toilet paper wiping the liquid portion of the rabbit out of my game bag. No wonder I smelled something dead
The game vest had been in the front seat of my truck all week long, I guess it stayed frozen the whole time is the reason I hadn't smelled it sooner. Good thing I didn't bring it into the house.
So I ended up being the mule, hauling around their rabbits.
Every time we went to another spot, I would unload them out of the game bag at the truck.
I only shot one rabbit letting the new guys do all the shooting. I go home, clean my rabbit, and went on about my business.
One rabbit got under a brush pile after the shot, and a dog went in and ate the head before we could get them out.
I dropped it into my bag. Shortly after, the guy who shot it left.
Fast forward to this Saturday
I hop out of the truck, put my vest on, load my gun and say "Shoooo, someone must have dumped a deer carcass around here". The dogs were running a rabbit, and I go over the hill about 100 yards. I tell a guy, "There is something dead around here". He said, "Yeah, I smell it now".
We get up on the ridge, I shot a rabbit and had it hanging in a tree giving time for the fleas to jump off.
I smell it again. I thought, "I'm half mile from the truck and still smell it"

The lightbulb came on, I reached back and felt a familiar lump in my game bag.
Took it off, pulled a headless rabbit out.


I used all my toilet paper wiping the liquid portion of the rabbit out of my game bag. No wonder I smelled something dead

The game vest had been in the front seat of my truck all week long, I guess it stayed frozen the whole time is the reason I hadn't smelled it sooner. Good thing I didn't bring it into the house.
