Maybe it’s just me, and maybe it’s cause I’m strange (ask the wife), but if I’m hunting elephant, I’m hunting elephant. If I come across a killer buffalo while hunting elephant, he can consider it his lucky day and I’ll try to catch him later. This will probably keep me from killing a stud buff one day, but I want to give each animal his due. Silly, I know. I’ll shoot an impala or a warthog as an end to a day, but I’m hunting for good memories of a buffalo or elephant. Take that for what’s it’s worth, and also that I’m 3/4 through a killer martini made by my sweet wife and waiting on me in the freezer when I came home.