>>428799While hunting in CO is sat in the snow against two logs. After a half hour a weasel popped up by my feet and stared at me over my boot. It disappeared behind a log but popped out again on top of the log I was using as a back rest. It scampered down the log behind my head. From the corner of my eye I could see it leaning around my head and staring at me with it's head cocked in that "I am confuse" animal way. I tried not to but I blinked and it took off.
