How many of you know the difference between a white tailed deer an a Santa Gertrudis cow? I'll git Sarah to post some pics later.

I was reminded earlier today bout sumthin that happened years ago jes north of Kingsville TX. We were in Three Rivers after movin some cows years ago, I was jes a boy. We were eatin at the Antlers Inn when this yankee from NY come in an got to braggin bout how on his first huntin trip ever, on the first day, on the first hour he had bagged em the biggest deer he'd ever 'seen'. He kept mouthin off til couple of rough lookin hunters started askin em questions, doe er buck, size, weight etc, the feller said it was huge must be 500 pounds an of course it was a buck, huge buck. I member, one o'l boy asked em how many points was the buck an after explainin what that meant to the guy he says two. These two boys look at each other havin never heard such a crock of crap, no deer ever weighed in at 500 pounds let alone have only two points. An had some werid markins on its side.
which peaky'd everbodies interest, but were dismissed by the yankee as maybe some injury er scar. By this time these guys start makin fun of em an this yankee is jes gittin pissed an jumps up an says I'll show you, he's outside in my U-haul. This everbodies gotta see an the resterant clears outside to see this amazin accomplishment by this yankee.

Proudly the yankee throws open the door to the trailer an everbody gasped... then busted out into luaghter. The yankee is dumb founded... layin on the floor of his trailer is a 500 pound cow....... yeah two pointer alright wit jes breakin horns. When the laughter died down an the yankee was properly learned.... someone got to lookin at the funny markins the yankee said must not be anythin but a scar. Well yeah, its a scar alright a nice wavey W............. which jes happens to be the King Ranch brand........................

They called the sheriff an while this yankee spit an sputtered through his explanation folks all over the place kept comin by an jes laughin thier butts off. The King ranch let em keep the cow but it cost em 900 bucks.

Don't know what reminded me of that story but thought I'd share :)

Is this true? I can't believe anyone could even remotely confuse a cow with a deer. That's amazing.......

100% truth, in the area there are also an over abundance of Neilguy, a very tastey African I think, type of deer that can git as big as a good sized horse, 14 hands er there's about. It's my understandin that the guy was actually huntin Neilguy an wound up wit a cow. Honest truth, the King Ranch didn't persue em wit charges er anythin, they musta laughed to hard I would think, jes charged em, bout 3 times what the cow was actually worth an let em take his "wild" side of beef home wit em hehe

White Tailed Deer


Santa Gertrudis Cow


Nilgai

Oh I screwed that up, they are actually from India an Pakistan my bad. I couldn't find alot of info bout em on this site http://www.nsrl.ttu.edu/tmot1/bosetrag.htm

but it was also my understandin that it was a prodject years ago that had actually gotten out of control, there's no season on em an game wardens have told us to blast em on sight, they are really good eatin but hard on deer an bad for cows to. I hadn't seen me any in a bunch of years ain't eaten one in years, they sure are good eaten an they carry so much meat on em it's jes like blastin a cow :P

Oyi woman... geezz in south Texas the deer are much darker then that pic an that Nilgui is way way to dark LOL they are much lighter in south Texas.

Yeah em are much better pics :)

I could jes edit these posts to say thins an what not, but then how else will I git my post count up LOL

holy cow. What a dumb guy. And I don't think that has anything to do with where the guy was from.

My dad was an avid hunter. And I know the difference between a deer and a cow...despite being a yankee!

Hey, here's a good one. Every year my dad's hunting club would hold this wild game dinner. They'd serve what the club had hunted throughout the year and more. We'd have bear, buffalo, snake, venison, etc. Anyway, during the evening they'd have a tricky tray auction. You buy tickets when you get in the door and walk around these tables with outdoor gear on them. You place your ticket in a coffee can for the item you want. And then during dinner they'd pick the number from the can and that person would win that item.

OK, still with me? So one year my dear, dear SIL (my brother's wife) is walking around the table, trying to decide where to place her tickets when she sees an outboard motor. She turns to my brother and says something like "OH Mark, look! A weed wacker! We need one of these!" :doh:

Unfortunately for her, several members of the rod and gun club heard her. And to this day, it's a favorite story at their annual game dinner.

Which reminds me of another story about how she thought Hawaii was off the coast of Maine...but that's another story for another time kids!

I heard that story about 1986-87. Happened around Driscoll, right?