Happy Turkey Day
Happy Turkey day to all, at least the ones in the US. But happy day to others around the world.
I kind of miss the old days. You know when there was snow on the ground this time of year. It just does not seam like the holidays around here without snow. It makes for a bad hunting season for most people. The husband has not even seen one deer yet. Most people are very lucky if they do. My mom last Saturday saw four deer in the neighbors yard. My parents live in town so I guess you know where the deer are hiding. My Dad was up at the family cabin and didn't see anything.
One of the husbands brothers I guess has got 5 deer and his girlfriend has shot some too. His son has shot 5 and his girlfriend has shot 3.The sons sisters boyfriend has shot a few also. How? I don't know how they always seem to get so many every year. But they also have to find people who are willing to let them fill their tags for them. I'm really not very fond of those kind of hunters. That go out and shoot things just for the sake of shooting them.
But the son did get in a little bit of trouble. He got a fine for leaving a tree stand up overnight in a national forest. You are suppose to take it down every night. But I think the game warden might be keeping an eye on them. One the deer the brother-in-law got was a pie bold, a deer that is brown and white. A game warden was there when he dragged it out.He was warned not to shoot one of the albino deer that is in the area. Where ever he hunts there is suppose to be a small group of them. Maybe someday he will get caught doing something he is not suppose to be doing and lose his right to hunt or even own a gun. Karma is a hard thing to ignore.
The son had a tall tale he has told that I think is a very tall tale. So tall I'm not sure there is any truth in it at all. His tale is this:
That while he was out in the woods he came upon a deer that was laying flat in the brush. He managed to walk up to it and it did not run so he kicked it, it didn't move. He kicked it again, it didn't move. He kicked it a third time in the butt and it got up and ran away. I'm not sure if this kind of thing really happened or not.The only way this could have happened is either the deer was shot and on it's last breath or it had brain damage. But that's a sportsman for you. They can come up with some of the strangest stories, some true some so far out there you know they just want to hear themselves talk.
Once again have a happy day and don't eat to much or you just might miss the after thanksgiving sales.
Thought of the day:
"Hang on to your sense of humour; you're bound to need it."
I kind of miss the old days. You know when there was snow on the ground this time of year. It just does not seam like the holidays around here without snow. It makes for a bad hunting season for most people. The husband has not even seen one deer yet. Most people are very lucky if they do. My mom last Saturday saw four deer in the neighbors yard. My parents live in town so I guess you know where the deer are hiding. My Dad was up at the family cabin and didn't see anything.
One of the husbands brothers I guess has got 5 deer and his girlfriend has shot some too. His son has shot 5 and his girlfriend has shot 3.The sons sisters boyfriend has shot a few also. How? I don't know how they always seem to get so many every year. But they also have to find people who are willing to let them fill their tags for them. I'm really not very fond of those kind of hunters. That go out and shoot things just for the sake of shooting them.
But the son did get in a little bit of trouble. He got a fine for leaving a tree stand up overnight in a national forest. You are suppose to take it down every night. But I think the game warden might be keeping an eye on them. One the deer the brother-in-law got was a pie bold, a deer that is brown and white. A game warden was there when he dragged it out.He was warned not to shoot one of the albino deer that is in the area. Where ever he hunts there is suppose to be a small group of them. Maybe someday he will get caught doing something he is not suppose to be doing and lose his right to hunt or even own a gun. Karma is a hard thing to ignore.
The son had a tall tale he has told that I think is a very tall tale. So tall I'm not sure there is any truth in it at all. His tale is this:
That while he was out in the woods he came upon a deer that was laying flat in the brush. He managed to walk up to it and it did not run so he kicked it, it didn't move. He kicked it again, it didn't move. He kicked it a third time in the butt and it got up and ran away. I'm not sure if this kind of thing really happened or not.The only way this could have happened is either the deer was shot and on it's last breath or it had brain damage. But that's a sportsman for you. They can come up with some of the strangest stories, some true some so far out there you know they just want to hear themselves talk.
Once again have a happy day and don't eat to much or you just might miss the after thanksgiving sales.
Thought of the day:
"Hang on to your sense of humour; you're bound to need it."
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