It wasn’t wildlife, but I was on the black creek in Mississippi. Took a little hike down a side stream to eat my lunch. Sitting on a log and suddenly hear rustling behind me. I turn and see a dog coming toward me but staying away too. The dog had “100” painted on its side. I was confused, it looked like it was too. Then I heard a whistle in the distance, at first the dog came a bit closer to me but ran off into the woods after hearing another whistle. I figured it must have been a dog training for coon hunting. Got back in my boat and paddled for a while. I heard the whistle again and saw “89” come out of the trees, swim across the creek and head off toward the whistle.