What is the deal with men and their need to kill something?? As a woman, I just don't get it. Recently, Kim's brother Roy was here visiting. They wanted to shoot something. They left early in the morning. They came home late at night. They were covered in mud. They were partially frozen. They shot 12 pheasants. They knew better than to bring home the dead birds. So, here on our family blog, we are documenting Jake's first kill. Doesn't he look proud??
3 comments:
Ohhhh, I'm afraid you've stepped into a whole other realm here, Erin! One Q: who got to cook all those birds?
My dad loves pheasant hunting... if your boys ever want to get away with a group, Dad has a hunting lodge in western ND. He'd be happy to lend it out! (Just what you want, I'm sure!!)
They didn't even bother bringing the birds home...they sent them with Kim's uncle. They knew better than to think that I would cook them up!! I'm glad that Kim's not an avid hunter - I'm not too fond of wild game. I'll stick to my hormone filled, store bought meat!
I miss your blog posts with your witty writing, funny stories, cute pictures, and good recipes. Come back! :)
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