...there will be boys.
The night before I shot a stag the other morning, all I saw were these girls.
So I curbed my instinct to get a bit of meat, and went back the next morning confident there would be a stag about. It happened that there were 3.
There must be a lesson in this somewhere?
The vids a bit shaky, but I was on the move so didn’t bother setting up a tripod.
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