My act of crazyness came last week. I got down the drive in the morning to go to work and found a dead deer at the bottom. I was able to get around, got to work and called the Game Commission to come pick it up. No problem they said. Got home that night and it was still there.
Got the BX out and drove down to scoop it up with the loader. Couldn't get it in the bucket so I got off, grabbed it by the legs and hoisted it into the bucket. Just the body, barely, fit, the head and legs hanging out. Raising the bucket, it looked as though it was going to fall out, so, I raised the bucket up all the way and gave it a flick and, the dang thing rolled out, down the arms and landed with a thud on the hood, staring at me with it's tonge hanging out. Cars were driving by, one truck honking at me.
Luckily no damage to the hood, or me.