A Hunter’s Tale John McCullough slowly set down his glass. Weary and drowsy from the day gone by. It had been a day to remember, that was unmistakable. Never in all his years had he been so terrified.  After any normal hunting day, no matter the amount of game in the kitchen, he would be drowsy from the fresh air, tired of walking, and satisfied. He recognized and accepted the primal feelings endured while hunting. Adrenaline would be racing through his body, and he would