One day, over a decade ago, Cory and Sam were best friends and visited each other often. One day they started fighting over a female Dall sheep. A
hunter on a small hill nearby saw them and admired their horns. He
decided to shoot Cory. When Cory got hit, all of the herd ran away over
the other side of the mountain.
After awhile, Sam went looking for Cory and found nothing but a big blood spot. Then Sam knew Cory was dead.
Sam
had to plot a way to get revenge for his best friend. Sam went to the
hunter's camp and set a bear trap in his tent. Then he went home and
went grazing with the rest of the herd.
That night, the
hunter came to the camp from hunting Cory and hung Cory's meat up from
a tree. He climbed in the tent and -- SNAP! "Youch!" The man ran out of
the tent screaming with a bear trap hanging off of his butt.
The next day, the man woke up with a very sore behind. He got up to make some coffee and when he walked, he walked with a limp.
That
afternoon, the hunters went fishing down at the stream. Sam came back
and set a snare right in front of the tent. Then, again, he went
grazing.
That night, the hunters came back and again the
booby trap worked. The hunter came to his tent with a backpack full of
fish on his back. He stepped right on the snare.
The man
went flying up in the air screaming. "Help!" yelled the man, hanging
from the tree. But, his friends were looking for a moose or grizzly
bear. Just then, Sam heard the man screaming and ran to their camp.
When Sam got to their camp he saw the man and said, "That was stupid to
shoot Cory."
The man replied, "Who's Cory?"
"He
was my best friend," said Sam. "For this I should kill you. I am not as
kind-hearted as Cory was, so I know he wouldn't want me to kill you.
Just for that I am going to let you live, but I warn you. If you ever
come back I will kill you and I will show no mercy."
So that's how Cory, the Dall sheep, died.
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