Last fall, my and I drove to our daughter’s place in Hot Springs, S.D., to see a couple of bull elk that had their antlers locked together. By the time my wife and I arrived, one of the bulls was dead. My son-in-law, Brad, suggested we try to free the bull that was alive by sawing off one of the dead elk’s tines. After Brad and I discussed our plan, I slowly approached the elk and grabbed the rack of the live bull. As Brad came toward us with the saw, the elk lunged at me. My hand slipped off, and the antlers hit my face.