When I was 14 my Uncle to my cousins and me Duck hunting. I'm a city boy
through and
through and had never used a shotgun. It was a long day and only saw two ducks and they were too far away.
Well driving back we see some geese in a pond on the side of the road. We sneak up on them, they take flight and I pop one of them. As I'm going to retrieve it a car is heading down the road toward us (it's illegal to hunt next to the road here). My uncle yells get in the car and I hope in back with my goose.
He speeds out of there and I'm sitting there with this goose on my lap when all of a sudden the goose lifts his head and quacks at me. I'm FREAKED out, this goose I just killed is staring me in the eye and quaking !!!!
My uncle says ring it's neck, I asked how and he told me to turn it's head. So I start turning... and turning.. and turning 7 or 8 times. When I let go it's head spins all the way back around, looks me in the eye again and QUACKS !!! I'm screaming, my cousins are screaming so my uncle finally pulls over and rings the damn goose.
That ended my hunting days !!!