Deer Hunt (11/25/13)
Guest post by JR
Preface by Jenny – First of all, let’s just say there’s been some “controversy” over this dearly departed deer. I’m not against hunting per se, but I had asked that none of “my” deer get murdered. This guy was on the 20 acres next to us. Semantics, if you ask me but I guess it’s too late (for the deer anyway) to argue over it now. Now that I’ve gotten my two cents in…. here’s JR…
At 7am on a morning just before Thanksgiving, I looked out the bedroom window and saw a buck. I had lots to do that day, including an install for RLT, so I went on about the day. When I came home for lunch, I looked next door and the buck was still there. I borrowed the neighbor’s thirty-aught-six rifle and from 300-plus yards, with one shot through the shoulder area, I had a three-two buck. Our neighbor helped me load the deer onto his four-wheeler and up to my truck. After that I drove to Belfry to have him processed. I think he came to over forty pounds of meat for the freezer.
Jenny’s notes: Because apparently I have to have the first and last word on this…I “cleaned up” the “shot through” description to be much less gory. Ladies, you are welcome. Also, “three-two” refers to poor sweet Bo’s antlers – two points on one side, three points on the other side. Forgive me if everyone already knows this, but I did not. Also, JR told me “Bo’s” fur was very soft. That makes me kinda sad. I’m just glad the processing didn’t include a mounted head.