Wardog's ingenuity

Now Wardog is one of the smartest people I know, he could build a nuclear reactor out of an empty tuna can and a nail.  So it came to no surprise to me the day we were sitting on the edge of a cliff spotting bucks.  We had seen a few nice bucks and were trying to wait for the right one.  The sun was coming up and was starting to get in our eyes. As any good hunter I wear a hat with a bill.  Not Wardog he has a beanie, obviously to keep that inventive brain warm.  After a short time of watching him squirm around trying to see into the sun I noticed that he had calmed down.  He was glassing peacefully and quietly.  That is when I began to start craving taco's.  I looked a little harder at Wardog and noticed that he had fashioned a hat with a bill out of tortilla shells.  Now I have seen a lot of improvising in my day but this was a first.  What put it over the top was watching him snack on his hat.
It wasn't' long after that, and several "hot plate" comments, that I saw the bucks leave the draw.  I was following them out the bottom and they were moving along nicely.  I was trying to get Wardog on them so he could get the shot.  It should be noted that Wardog is the best long distance shooter I know.  I have seen his 800+ yard shots and have no worries about him hitting these bucks.  The bucks are 200 yards.  They are just leisurely walking out in line.  I'm calling out locations, "the one in back is the four point."  Now they are 300 yards and still no shot from Tortilla Hat.  400 yards, nothing.  I look over and he is still setting up.  He's readjusting himself, moving a rock here and there, adjust the tortilla shell over the scope and basically driving me crazy.   Apparently he was waiting for the challenge because he did not get on the big four point until he was over 500 yards.  I call out the range as he dials in, checks his range card, adjust for wind, holds ten inches high and "BANG."  It was all over, the smell of gunpowder in the air, the small ring in the ears, and the sight of the four point walking away.  Yes, super sniper hit right where he was aiming, just over the bucks back.  After all the preparing and adjusting he forgot to hold ten inches over the vitals and instead help over the top of the buck.  I promised I wouldn't tell anyone, so lets just keep this a secret.