[Mike of the Mountain]

Originally Posted by Dylan Rhodes

Knocked down a hen with my utilitarian 12g VH this morning, carried her around in my vest for 4 hours until I nabbed another rooster. The hen did not move a single time in my vest. Stopped at a lunch spot for some grub, went into the bed of the truck afterwards to get my water out of my vest and here she is staring at me. After a comical chase around my truck bed I maintained my 2 bird limit. It was almost as if someone threw a fresh hen in my bed and took the one I harvested earlier.

Seasons off to a weird start in PA…

Dylan, that hen is one of "the undead". Be afraid. Be very afraid.