[dafischer]

My dad served in the 96th Infantry in the Pacific during WW2. One night, somewhere in the Philippines, his platoon was on night patrol, and had to bivouac in the jungle. They ran wire around the perimeter, and attached ration cans as an alarm system. Sometime in the middle of the night, the cans started rattling, and everyone opened up with their weapons in the general direction of the noise. All quiet after that. In the morning they found a cow that more resembled a piece of Swiss cheese. He hasn't told me a lot of stories, but that's one that I remember. He's 95 and still kickin'.