OneShot68 Posted March 12, 2013 Report Share Posted March 12, 2013 Well, last night I nipped out to do a farmer a favour by taking care of a crafty fox which had been killing his peacocks. As I waited in my trusty old rust bucket i.e. Land Rover Discovery....I spotted the tell-tale sign of eye shine. So I got out my secret fox call and puckering up, proceeded to do a bloody good impression of a nymphomaniac vixen..... Well, it was clear that he was definitely up for it....... I could see his eyes shining brightly the other side of the hedgerow....but no safe shot presented itself...... So I kept singing sweet nothings to him....until he started moving in the direction I wanted him to go. Straight towards a gap in the hedgerow next to a big old oak tree. Well, he duly obliged, and once in the gap he sat down.....obviously to contemplate which chat-up line to use.... It was at this point that sex....love & betrayal hit him at 3465 fts.....ain't love grand........ All the ingredients for a cracking romantic novel...... Barbara Cartland....eat ya heart out..... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Swamp Donkey Posted March 13, 2013 Report Share Posted March 13, 2013 Very good seems the dog on my farm is more interested in romance than food at the mo :/ he won't come to any call I have, but I heard a vixen call the other night while he was in the lamp and he was off like a shot, time to get a 'horny bitch' call I think. Good shooting buddy Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
gbal Posted March 13, 2013 Report Share Posted March 13, 2013 Well, last night I nipped out to do a farmer a favour by taking care of a crafty fox which had been killing his peacocks. As I waited in my trusty old rust bucket i.e. Land Rover Discovery....I spotted the tell-tale sign of eye shine. So I got out my secret fox call and puckering up, proceeded to do a bloody good impression of a nymphomaniac vixen..... Well, it was clear that he was definitely up for it....... I could see his eyes shining brightly the other side of the hedgerow....but no safe shot presented itself...... So I kept singing sweet nothings to him....until he started moving in the direction I wanted him to go. Straight towards a gap in the hedgerow next to a big old oak tree. Well, he duly obliged, and once in the gap he sat down.....obviously to contemplate which chat-up line to use.... It was at this point that sex....love & betrayal hit him at 3465 fts.....ain't love grand........ All the ingredients for a cracking romantic novel...... Barbara Cartland....eat ya heart out..... More 'Thrills and Boom' than Ms Cartland,perhaps ? george Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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