We were all sitting around in lawn chairs along a tree line facing a plowed field when a guest of one of the other hunters abruptly raised his shotgun and shot roughly 50 yards down the tree line from where we were sitting. We thought it was a bird on a the ground that must have slipped by and he responded it was a turtle. Incredulous, me and a couple other hunters walked down where he shot and found what he was shooting at. An Ornate Box Tortoise. He was limp in his shell which was cracked and oozing blood but he was still alive. Eye was put out with pellet wounds in his legs and neck. I patched his shell not thinking he would survive but he did.
What an azzhole. Why do some people feel the need or desire to shoot something harmless (and actually beneficial) like a tortoise?
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