I've only seen two in my life - one while I was driving down Keystone Ave. just inside I-465. The other time I was going out coyote hunting and was walking into a pasture when I saw it running away from me about 75-100 yards away. I dropped to a knee and unslung my rifle... but would you believe I raised my rifle to my shoulder and found I was holding the rifle backwards? Ooops. By the time I swapped ends of the rifle it was out of range and sight. Oh well... I was carrying my .35 Rem that day and I don't think I'd want to ruin a red fox pelt with such a big bullet anyhow.

That's funny that it ran off with your caller.


'The sword is appointed to be polished, to be grasped with the hand;
- it is sharpened and polished, made ready for the hand of the slayer.
Ezekial 21:11