| As far as I can remember it anyway, it was a doe about 300 yards running straight away, after I thought I shot and killed the Black Panther and watched it roll (the one that doesn't exist in Oklahoma) chasing after about 10 deer in front of it.
I was sitting up on the hill by the fence and they'd all just crossed the creek and turned perpendicular giving me the perfect view.
I don't care what anyone says, it was a damn black panther. I don't know where it went or why it didn't die, but I shot it and it rolled. I went to see it, and then shot the doe.
That's my story and I'm sticking to it.
BTW, Drakehunter, I distinctly remember the deer crying out, still alive and you pulling out your knife to cut it's throat before I shot it again. Seriously Tackleberry, what were you thinking!
Man that was a long time ago. What were you, 15? Good times!
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