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I recieved this photo in an Email. Can anyone confirm?

I recieved this in an email.  Not sure of the validity of the story nor do I know anything about it.  Just sharing with the forum.  Here is the story as I recieved it in my email.

The buck called "Heart Attack"

Some guys went on a deer capture in Uvalde county, Texas about 2 weeks ago and netted this deer, Heart Attack. He scored 248. He has 21 points,an inside spread of 32 inches and an outside spread of 34 inches. He is only 4 years old. If you hunt, that means something to you. If you don't, this will. They put a price tag on him of 1 million dollars. Enjoy the photos. There is one of him in velvet and the others are once they had him captured.

This is my for years anti-hunting wife that somewhere out of the blue decided she wanted to take a deer!  At that point I decided that if she was willing to step that far out of the box and her comfort zone then she could take whatever deer she wanted.  After all it's her money too that I spend so much of year in and year out.  I was far more nervous guiding her on her first ever whitetail then being the shooter myself.  It was like taking my first deer all over again!  Very exciting and I couldn't be happier!!!

Just got this. The gentkemen say this might be the new WA state record bull. 450+  Blue Mountain bull out of Wenaha. Got a single raffle tag.

LaSalle, Co.   9,000 acres   -  Shot last week.  230 1/8”  low fence

emailed to me alot of these starting to come inE

This is a great sequence of photos of a blue indigo in South Texas, eating a rattlesnake for breakfast.

            After two evening hunts in my secret honey hole of hardly seeing a bird.  I asked my friend J.P. what’s up with the birds.  He said something has them spooked they are all on the east end of the land.  Well the east end of the land is a long walk.

            Anyway the next morning I got up extra early and headed for the east and of the land.  After a long walk I made a few locator calls to find the birds.  To my surprise the Gobblers were not on the east end, they were on the west end where I was the last two evenings. 

            So after a really long half trot half run I was back to where I started from.  I located the toms with a couple yelps, and they were in a perfect spot to not see me set my decoys which were laying in the woods from the previous two nights.  I set them so the toms would have walk past me to get to my Pretty Boy and my three hen decoys dressed in Turkey Skinz. 

            After a few calls while the toms were still on the roost , I took my hat and slapped against my leg to make it sound like a bird flying down of the roost.  After a minute or two the birds pitched down, but onto the upper hay field. 

            I could see four hens making their way down the edge of the wood line, then a cold just make out a fan through a couple trees.  With a quick readjustment of my sitting arrangement  I was left laying on my back with a log in front of me to prop up my gun.

            The toms soon met up with the hens in a narrow finger of the hay field that led directly to me and my set of decoys.  I never made any more calls in fear I would be busted, I wasn’t hidden very well.  There is two toms now and they both saw the decoys.  The sun was shinning on the decoys with the skinz on they looked excellent.  The two toms left their hens and stated towards me I couldn’t believe it.  At this point they were 125 yards away.  The boss tom strutted and gobbled a few times and only closed about 45 yards.  The subordinate tom helped me out when he got about 10 yards in front of  boss tom.  That triggered something in the boss tom and the both came running.  I love that waddle that they do when they are running with that big ol beard swaying from side to side.  Now they are at 25 yards and I have the bead on them, but they are to close to each other to pull the trigger in fear of injuring one.  I forgot to say the subordinate to had the reddest head I have ever seen so I could tell them apart.  Back to the birds, they slowed down now and the stump from the tree was now in the way and I couldn’t see the birds.  I just hoped the blue head would be the first head past the the end of the log, and it was I quickly move my gun over and by the way I am pretty much laying on my back at this time, and put the bead on his head and pulled the trigger.  Poof!! !the big boy was dead.  I apologized to the other tom for taking out his friend, but reminded him he was the boss now, and he slowly walked away.

            My bicep was really sore which means I really never shouldered the gun but I didn’t care the big boy was laying on the ground.  After further inspection the bird had 1½” spurs and weighed 22lbs. 12 ounces.  My biggest  spurred to date.  After a big thank you to J.P. and a few pictures, I was on the way to show my bird to my two boys and wife, who out of the graciousness of her heart is allowing me to do a full body mount!!