First of all, if you are "animal sensitive" please move on. We live in the country and the sport of choice is hunting. I would rather hunt with a camera than with a gun, but I live on a farm with lots of guys. It's the passion here and it consumes most of the time--planning, planting and getting ready. I even have a sign outside our back door that says "Welcome to Deer Camp". :) Jody's oldest son got a doe last weekend. Today Jody came in and wanted Dooley to "trail" for him. [Dooley is my Scottish Terrier!!] He didn't really need him but he and Ed wanted to see if he would do it since Scotties were bred for hunting. [Not Dooley!]
Of course there is the "group" picture--Dooley, Ben, Ed, Sam, Graham, Jody and Sandy--with the poor deer on the ground. What a bunch of guys-oh, Sandy is a girl.
Then comes the weigh in! This old boy weighed in at 230 pounds. They were excited!
After the weigh-in comes the cleaning and I was out of there. A bunch of guys with knives and a dead deer just don't appeal to me.
When they all gather in tomorrow for Thanksgiving there will be more hunters. I'm sure the game will be on to beat Jody's measurements!
After all, isn't that what it's all about-the search for "the big one"!!
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