Sunday evening Jim and I took the dogs for a walk in a field not far from our house. We let them go and they run around like wild dogs. The past couple of nights we've been flushing out deer and they usually bolt the minute we get near. But this night as you can see by the picture, this huge buck just layed there and stared back at us. It was on the other side of a barracade so the dogs couldn't get to him. Jim counted the horns and was amazed that there were eight. We both went to work the next day excited to tell what we had seen. "Wait a minute, wait a minute...you saw a what?? No, no, no! A four point buck is what you saw." Basically we were both reprimanded (or educated) that here in the west you only count one side of the rack, not both. We thought it was hilarious that we both got the exact same lecture on how to count horns on a deer. Oh well, never too old to learn!
Sunday evening Jim and I took the dogs for a walk in a field not far from our house. We let them go and they run around like wild dogs. The past couple of nights we've been flushing out deer and they usually bolt the minute we get near. But this night as you can see by the picture, this huge buck just layed there and stared back at us. It was on the other side of a barracade so the dogs couldn't get to him. Jim counted the horns and was amazed that there were eight. We both went to work the next day excited to tell what we had seen. "Wait a minute, wait a minute...you saw a what?? No, no, no! A four point buck is what you saw." Basically we were both reprimanded (or educated) that here in the west you only count one side of the rack, not both. We thought it was hilarious that we both got the exact same lecture on how to count horns on a deer. Oh well, never too old to learn! 
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Looks like an eight point buck to me!
bam bam
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