Looks like a fine hunt...congrats
( you sure Mom didn't have a shot?) 

Yeah, I'm sure! The conversation went something like this:
Me: "There he is."
Mom: "Where?"
Me: "Right there in front of me, heading straight for us!"
Mom: "Ok, I can see the tip of his head now."
Me: [he's about 20 yards and closing at this point] "Are you going to shoot him?!?!?!?"
Mom: "No, there's a bunch of trees in my way, you shoot him."
Me: BOOOOOOOM!
Oh, and I didn't even have time to change over to my open choke, so he got a golf ball sized wad of Hevi-shot straight to the face! I don't believe a pellet even made it to his neck,

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