The leaves had already started to change colours, vibrant red and orange. I could smell the frost in the air and the dew from the grass shimmered in the sunlight. I was 5 and finally getting to go hunting with my Dad and my Uncle..
Hey how are y'all
good'n you
The day before my Uncle came for supper, pizza was our Friday dinner. When I heard my Uncle insist I come hunting. “I don’t know if he’s ready,” my Dad said. “I’ll be there to make sure he’s ok” my Uncle laughed, punching his brother in the shoulder. “Gunner, want to come hunting tomorrow morning?” The question I have been waiting to hear for my whole 5 years of existence. “Ok,” I replied, grinning from ear to ear.
do you want to go hunting with us tomorrow
YES
When the deer was shot it ran off a couple of yards place and we had to watch it standing there it was hard to continue after seeing that
TWACK
we had to retrieve the deer that got shot and ran about three or four miles into the bush, jumped across a creek and up a hill that's about a 60 degree angle.
SMACK... HOWL
We had a drag the big buck back with coyotes following behind us instead of going across the creek we followed a road way in the grass which lead to a dirt road and my uncle stayed with the deer well me and my dad walked over a massive hill down to a hay field, through a apple orchard and across three felids
I'm tired. it's a long ways back. i'll get the car
ZZZ
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