Gotta tell this one on (BM) him.
~12 months ago BM, Todd and I were down in the bottoms (~21:00 HRS) in his ATV (Mule) and pulled up at the fence gap on his neighbor's side of a certain "road" as we'd heard the cattle going crazy and then noticed sounds of movement coming from across the pasture.
We were standing in front of the parked ATV (Todd was up in it's bed over the cab using some Gen III NV goggles) and had been scanning the area w/NV for several minutes when I was suddenly jolted and almost knocked over the four strand barbed wire fence by 'ol BM making tracks for the next county. Seems a pair of armadillo's had exited from the tinhorn (culvert) on which we'd parked the ATV and decided to check out BM's bootlaces and climb up his leg.
Like I've mentioned, all we heard was a moan/scream and BM was "leaving the building", post haste. We were later wondering if'n he'd had a "BM" in the process. Poor Todd almost fell off the cab of the ATV from laughing. Those were better days and more's the pity.
