Blood and Guts

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I was cutting up a old blow over RedOak today and I experienced something never before in 40 years of running a chain saw. Apparently the large Limb was hollow and some furry creature had made it there home. As I buried the Saw it stared guming up like some trees do but this was a dead oak and the chain was full of hair, blood and other gooey substance. Anyway I guess I murdered a Opossum
More than likely . Anybody had anything similar happen ? I called my best friend he said he accidentally ran over a fawn with a right away cutter. That’s probably worse.
 
Cut up a couple of either chipmunks or flying squirrels once. Hugh oak in Raleigh. Assumed they were knocked out from the impact when we dropped it.
 
An owl tried to knock my father out of a big oak he was cutting on.....its mate did not fly til it hit the ground. As for the deer, digging chunks from a combine was not much fun. Not gross but not fun.
 
I was digging a hole with a skid loader to bury a still born calf and must of dug into a fox hole or something because I cut a small creature in half. I didn’t investigate further I just covered it back up.
 
I was grinding an old half rotten stump a while back and hit a nest of snake eggs. They must have been about ready to hatch cause there was a bunch of guts and pieces of snake all mixed up in it.
 
I was on the road using a mower to blow the street and a rabbit came running towards the mower and went under it to hide...splat!
 
Ran over a possum once loaded heavy on the truck and trailer. Thing must’ve popped like a balloon when the rear truck tire hit it. Got to our destination a mile later and there was blood and innards dripping from the front of the trailer. Ran over lots of stuff over the years but that was impressive.
 
One night I was ridin down the rd. when a big raccoon went skipping across the rd. I turned and tried to straddle it. It went under the right rear 33" tire. I pulled over and saw the coon was crawling back the way it came from. It was dragging it's back legs, prolly broke back. I got my "tire checker" made from a broken brush axe about 30" and walked to the ditch. As I got close to it he rolled on his back and growled/hissed w it's arms held wide and high. I leaned over and swung hard and popped it on the top of it's head. That sombitch grabbed the handle and pulled it out of my hand! It rolled over and tried to climb the ditch. I grabbed the handle and it rolled to face me again and I hit again this time harder and it stunned it, one more and it was dead. I took it home and skinned it the next day and put it on a piece of plywood and salted it. It was winter and the coat was beautiful. I put the board in the rafters in the shelter. Went to go check it weeks later and some damn squirrels had chewed it up :mad:
 
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mommucked said:
One night I was ridin down the rd. when a big raccoon went skipping across the rd. I turned and tried to straddle it. It went under the right rear 33" tire. I pulled over and saw the coon was crawling back the way it came from. It was dragging it's back legs, prolly broke back. I got my "tire checker" made from a broken brush axe about 30" and walked to the ditch. As I got close to it he rolled on his back and growled/hissed w it's arms held wide and high. I leaned over and swung hard and popped it on the top it's head. That sombitch grabbed the handle and pulled it out of my hand! It rolled over and tried to climb the ditch. I grabbed the handle and it rolled to face me again and I hit again this time harder and it stunned it, one more and it was dead. I took it home and skinned it the next day and put it on a piece of plywood and salted it. It was winter and the coat was beautiful. I put the board in the rafters in the shelter. Went to go check it weeks later and some damn squirrels had chewed it up :mad:
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now thats a good story right there
 
My wife was following too close behind a truck. There was a rotten doe in the road. The truck straddled it and she tried doing the same with no time to react. There was rotten deer from one end to the other. It was front to back everywhere. I tried pressure washing it, car wash with the under spray, you name it. It was at least a month before she could park in the garage. The whole driveway smelled. All the time.
 
Danger_Ranger said:
I was grinding an old half rotten stump a while back and hit a nest of snake eggs. They must have been about ready to hatch cause there was a bunch of guts and pieces of snake all mixed up in it.
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I did something similar. Previous owners of my house landscaped quite well (it looked pretty for curb appeal, not my style though). They liked pine needles, cutesy stump table things and ground ivy. I wanted to open up my backyard for more grass (the back 1/3 of the lot was covered in said decor and just primped to sell the house). A couple months go by, I decide I'm just gonna hand till it with a Troybilt Super Bronco. Things are going along pretty well for the first several hours, I get to the last corner, where the ivy is thickest, and nice big clumps of pine needles are carefully laid around a 2' (rotten) stump with a concrete bird bath on top. I see the ground start moving as I get closer (thought I was just dehydrated originally)...then it clicked they were snakes. I guess they didn't like the vibrations of the tiller or something, so were trying to get the hell outta dodge. Just little 6-18"-ish things...may as well have been 6ft for all I know, but there were alot of them. Pretty sure they were copperheads, but I didn't take the opportunity to stop and ask, and just start wielding this tiller as a weapon of mass destruction. Wife comes out thinking I hit a wasp nest or something...I holler to her to grab me a shovel so I can start chopping the heads off these bastards...she throws me a hand trowel...so then I holler to get me the Judge, always keep it loaded with 410 just for these scenarios, had my boots on, so it wasn't on my ankle. And that's the story of how I met several of my neighbors. Met a few more when I burned that stump the following day, all with shotguns in hand. Lots of pets and kids, so it was beautiful camaraderie. That first (probably actually the 4th) HOA meeting was a real hoot.
 
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JoshRountree said:
I ran over a rabbit nest with a lawn mower...I felt bad.
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I did the same as a teenager cutting grass to make money. "Skinned" the top off one was still breathing for a bit. I occasionally think about it if/when I cut tall grass when it is about that time for baby rabbits.
 
Every year when we cut hay, we end up getting a few rabbits nests, turtles, snakes, and the occasional ground hog. When we were kids we always used to try to raise the rabbits that survived after the nest was hit, but we never could figure out how to make one survive more than a few days.
 
Not quite blood and guts, but still gross. When I was in highschool my dog dug up a nest of baby rabbits. She killed all but one before I could get her off them. My friends mom had rehabilitated baby rabbits before so I was going to give her the survivor. I put in a box in the back of my xj. When I got home I couldn't find that rabbit anywhere. I assumed it had jumped out when I wasn't looking. Oh well. Fast forward a few days later and my jeep stunk to high heaven. I searched high and low numerous times and could not find the source of the smell. After a month of the windows being down 24/7, the funk finally went away. A few months later I had a flat tire and had to use the spare. When I took it off, there was a perfectly mummified baby rabbit 🤮
 
Bat wing makes minced meat out of rabbits, squirrels and such. Disk blade is straight nasty on wild hogs, yotes, young deer or anything bedded down. Corn head does bad things the end
 
Tacoma747 said:
Only thing I have ever dug up (well, broke their tree off at the stump) was a nest of yellow jackets. Luckily I was about 15' away in the excavator (no glass) and they were just pissed off at the bucket and not me.
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My grading guy was clearing some brush for us with the backhoe once and tossed a small tree and rootball into the woods. It hit a tree funny and peppered him with dirt, or so he thought. 2 seconds later he realized it was fire ants and not dirt that flew all over him when they all attacked in unison. He jumped off and got down to his skimpys in a hurry trying to get them out of his clothes 🤣
 
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