Old stories with old pictures

These are some old pictures that I scanned in one day. The picture of my with that armadillo was taken probably around 1985. My brother Tony and I were coming back from hunting somewhere up near Menard Texas. We kept seeing these little guys all along the road. From a distance it looked like someone had thrown a bunch of footballs all along the road. Once you got close to them you could see they were armadillos.

I had made a comment to my brother that I knew how to catch them without breaking a sweat, and without shooting them. He didn't believe me so we pulled over and I gave him a lesson in catching armadillos. Of course he had to try it also and on the first try he lost the race in a 50 yard dash. Them dudes can run fast. "Run Forrest Run" .

Well since Tony had amnesia, I gave him instructions again. Walk real real, real slow. I mean real slow. Try to aproach directly in front of them. If they are digging walk real slow towards them. If they pick up their head, FREEZE, Dont move a muscle. When they go back to digging move real slow.

Well he followed the instructions and he caught one also as you can see. We ended up cutting these guys loose and they ran like a horse on race day.

Oh, by the way, I don't look anything like that picture at the present time. Lets just say my wife is an excellent cook and I've been eating really good.