Sitting on the front porch tonight enjoying a cold one, having given up sitting in the blinds because it's too dang hot. Wife starts counting out loud- "1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8". So I jump up and grab the earmuffs and the 6.8 and head off on foot. Wind was good so I got behind the tank dam and eased up over and they were out in the cut wheat milling around about 75 yards away. Picked out the biggest one, bam, then they scattered every which a way. Pulled in front of the second one and rolled her. Then I had to drag the dang things out of the pasture because the cows showed up interested.