A turkey in South Dakota. It was during the fall hunt. We were hunting Turkey, and I shot a big Tom when it took off to fly. I ran and picked it up from the neck,
and the turkey was not quite dead, and proceeded to kick my ass with its wings and legs.

I couldn’t use my shotgun, so I went to the ground and wrestled the turkey, and tried to break his neck while getting beat up. I was finally able to stomp his head and killed it. When I got up from the ass kicking I received, all my buddies were laughing their asses off, and no one helped cause they thought it was too funny to watch. I won the fight, and I was lucky to have my hunting vest, otherwise it could have ended badly for me. My pride was hurt, but I walked out without a scratch