This week i intend to immerse myself in the study and prep of my favorite hobby...Big Virginia whitetail deer
Navy Rob wrote:
This week i intend to immerse myself in the study and prep of my favorite hobby...Big Virginia whitetail deer
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hope you get a big one. Most whitetails don't dress out to all that much useable meat. Tasty little devils, however. Oh yes, my grand daughter says, "Don't shoot Bambi, Daddy!"
Navy Rob wrote:
This week i intend to immerse myself in the study and prep of my favorite hobby...Big Virginia whitetail deer
Good luck Rob!! Be sure and send us a picture!! :thumbup:
Couple months go by, and maybe I'll be able to send you one of a big ol Texas hog!!
Thank you gentlemen my regards
AuntiE
Loc: 45th Least Free State
dennisimoto wrote:
I hope you get a big one. Most whitetails don't dress out to all that much useable meat. Tasty little devils, however. Oh yes, my grand daughter says, "Don't shoot Bambi, Daddy!"
Does this make me your granddaughter, as I was thinking, "You are going to shoot Bambi?"
AuntiE wrote:
Does this make me your granddaughter, as I was thinking, "You are going to shoot Bambi?"
Bambi was cute when he was little, but like me, he grew up.
AuntiE
Loc: 45th Least Free State
archie bunker wrote:
Bambi was cute when he was little, but like me, he grew up.
Reporting you to some animal organization! Bambi
did not grow up. As to your
"grew up", there are times we question such. :idea: :idea: :-P :roll:
Despite assumptions to the contrary, some h****rs (me) need automatic weapons to bag anything, though foliage seems the selected and easy target.
I am a city boy but vacationed every year in Connecticut. I went bow hunting at 12 with a friend. A rabbit was in my sights on the crest of this hill about fifty yards away. At the sound of my bow launching an arrow, it got down on all fours and my arrow skewered it...but it ran off into the brambles anyway. Twenty minutes pacing around the brambles produced nothing. On the way home we came upon a coiled milk snake and like all boys at such an age we shot our full quivers into it then smashed its head with a rock. After this docile and harmless creature was surely dead, we recovered our arrows and did an impromptu and probably inauthentic Indian dance around the body. If no white tail deer, k**l wh**ever and dance.
rumitoid wrote:
Despite assumptions to the contrary, some h****rs (me) need automatic weapons to bag anything, though foliage seems the selected and easy target.
I am a city boy but vacationed every year in Connecticut. I went bow hunting at 12 with a friend. A rabbit was in my sights on the crest of this hill about fifty yards away. At the sound of my bow launching an arrow, it got down on all fours and my arrow skewered it...but it ran off into the brambles anyway. Twenty minutes pacing around the brambles produced nothing. On the way home we came upon a coiled milk snake and like all boys at such an age we shot our full quivers into it then smashed its head with a rock. After this docile and harmless creature was surely dead, we recovered our arrows and did an impromptu and probably inauthentic Indian dance around the body. If no white tail deer, k**l wh**ever and dance.
Despite assumptions to the contrary, some h****rs ... (
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Hope you grew up past k*****g animals for no reason, and the only snake I have found good to eat is rattlesnake-smoked over hickory.
How is your new grand daughter? hope she and your daughter are doing fine,
AuntiE wrote:
Reporting you to some animal organization! Bambi did not grow up. As to your "grew up", there are times we question such. :idea: :idea: :-P :roll:
I guess you feel the same about Wilbur?? :roll: :roll:
As for me growing up....NEVER!!!! :twisted: :twisted: :-P :-P
no propaganda please wrote:
Hope you grew up past k*****g animals for no reason, and the only snake I have found good to eat is rattlesnake-smoked over hickory.
How is your new grand daughter? hope she and your daughter are doing fine,
Both are beyond well, thank you.
AuntiE
Loc: 45th Least Free State
rumitoid wrote:
Both are beyond well, thank you.
:lol: :lol: Which is more then can be said for you, on occasion.
Sorry...snarky mood.
AuntiE
Loc: 45th Least Free State
archie bunker wrote:
I guess you feel the same about Wilbur?? :roll: :roll:
As for me growing up....NEVER!!!! :twisted: :twisted: :-P :-P
Of course, Wlbur should be shown consideration.
How oh how did I know your last statement? :roll: 8-)
AuntiE wrote:
Of course, Wlbur should be shown consideration.
How oh how did I know your last statement? :roll: 8-)
Last statement? Oh! Lucky guess on your part!!
Mr. Zuckerman's famous pig was very tasty!!
:lol: :lol: :lol:
Actually, to this day my daughter calls me the 'pet murderer', because our first pig was named Wilbur. Took em a while to get over being mad at me when I took him to 'the place' in a trailer, and brought him home in a few boxes.
I always harped on them about 'playing with their food.'
Hard to make kids listen sometimes...
archie bunker wrote:
Last statement? Oh! Lucky guess on your part!!
Mr. Zuckerman's famous pig was very tasty!!
:lol: :lol: :lol:
Actually, to this day my daughter calls me the 'pet murderer', because our first pig was named Wilbur. Took em a while to get over being mad at me when I took him to 'the place' in a trailer, and brought him home in a few boxes.
I always harped on them about 'playing with their food.'
Hard to make kids listen sometimes...
I worked at an adolescent treatment center as a grief counselor for six years. We had this one exceptionally artistic 12 yr old girl. In an interview, she matter-of-factly told the story of her pet lamb. One day she had been late on caring for her little lamb. Dismayed not to find it in its pen, she asked her mother where it was. Her mother said that the lamb was where she led it by her negligence, and then opened the fridge to reveal her headless pet.
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