Just nice when a game plan comes together on a hard-fought bird. Yep.
I hadn't listened for this bird all the past week. All I knew is that he was there LAST Saturday. But, as many times as me and him have gone round and round, I pretty much knew where I'd find him roosted.
It was on and off rainy yesterday. I had a feeling that he'd want to maybe head for the fields after flydown. So, since it's easier to call a bird to where he wants to go in the first place.................... And I had it in my mind I was NOT going to call to this bird once he hit the ground. I planned to let him know exactly where I was while he was still on the limb and put a real vivid picture in his fat head then just shut up. Which is what I did. What I hadn't counted on was him having 4 or 5 hens. Around here, hens will most usually take their boy straight away form another hen (my calling).....................especially if she (me) gets aggressive. So I guess it was fortunate that I went the semi-conservative route on him. His hens lead him straight to his demise.
Thanks, girls !!!!!