"Todd Pilgrim has been unsuccessfully but legally hunting for a bison for 14 years. He shot the...
"Todd Pilgrim has been unsuccessfully but legally hunting for a bison for 14 years. He shot the bison twice in the lung area with 338 ultra-mag bullets. Todd tracked the the wounded bison for about four hours, the first two hours with his buddy Fred, then alone for the last two hours.Todd found a fresh bed where the bison laid down, then he was struck by a angry bison that was just protecting himself from a predator. Todd escaped from being underneath the bison, then ran to a tree. The bison chased him around the tree, then gave up the chase, walked away 20 feet. Todd picked up his rifle and killed the bison. Todd went over and knelt down by the bison with his arms wrapped around the bison neck crying, "I'm sorry for killing you man, I really am, please forgive me". Todd is done hunting forever, he'll never kill another living thing and he's selling all his guns. He patted the bison on the chest, while blood dripped on over the bison's chest fur from his nasty forehead gash, the same chest that almost crushed Todd's skull. Todd, teary-eyed in one eye and blood filling the other eye, thanked the bison for giving up his life for him. He's writing a new book entitled, The Life and Times of 'Biscuit, the Teenage Male Bison'."