latest adventure

I went hunting again, this time for deer. I loved it. Shot two dear. Yes, I enjoyed pulling the guts out. It was like biology class. I wish Jason had been there. We could have been like, "Look, at the liver just fall right out when I cut through the diaphragm!" Or, "So that's what a punctured lung looks like!"

Lots of people told me shooting my first deer and looking into its dying eyes would be tramatic. I knew it wouldn't be. And it wasn't. I did have fun playing with the deer before rigor mortis set in, though.

Next up - wild hog and spring turkey.

Now I have a good reason to go to Cabela's.