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First day of gun season, sittin' next to my dad, zoned out at the base of a cedar tree. My dad pulls me out of my daze, shaking me and saying, "here he comes!" That thing got spooked by another hunter and came barreling right at us. Finally got my rifle up and saw brown fur in my scope and pulled the trigger. He fell face first about 6 steps from our feet. It was self-defense, I swear!