Wednesday, November 12, 2008
Hunting Home style
My big hunter went out this morning, and after sitting in his favorite spot and not seeing any deer, he traded his deer rifle for his pellet rifle and went back for squirrel. We have thousands of them. We have lived in these woods for fourteen years, and never killed one. They breed like the tree rats that they are. I can't hear a pellet rifle in the woods, so I don't know how many he may have. A guy's gotta do what a guy's gotta do.
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That is so funny. I have not eaten a squirel since Vincent was a boy. I went down to the deer feeder today and not a print anywhere. They know it is hunting season. Even the camera was empty, but the squirels were everywhere. I thought about the native americans, who did not go deer hunting, they went hunting. If it moved, kill it. LOL. Love you and I hope Jerry get some kind of grub. Love you. Loni
Mmmmm... Tastes like rabbit. LOL! Long story :o
Hey, a hunter is a hunter and the meat is just about free - I'm jealous!!!
Love you and enjoy whatever your man brings in... :)
I have seriously thought about it myself......its the only thing moving right now...I have been out three times and I havent seen anything but those fluffy tailed rats. Oh well, in my opinion the meat aint worth the hunt... plus, I still have too many memories in my head of past pets.......anywho...talk to ya later.
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