It all started when I was just started huntin. I was about 5 or 6 when I started to go out squirrel hunting with my dog. About 6 years later some yotes and coy dogs killed him when he ran out ahead late one evnin. I head the dog scream I just had a .22 and he ran off about a few hundred yards cause I was lettin him run ahead a little bit. I came up to where they killed him a few still lingered around. I went pyshco. I was shootin at every one of em but I was still small and the .22 was a adult sized gun but I hit a few just woundin em but they just layed there. I went to town on em with my pocket knife cuttin throats. That is the origin of the masacre.