After a very quick trip up country.
I think I mentioned a few weeks back that I went to the ranch to get the pickup truck for to help Daughter Number Two move into her new digs. Well, this weekend she brought her old car ("Helen", as in, "Helen Wheels", though that's not why she named her so... long story) back home to here, after getting a new one. And so I carted said DNT back to her new digs on my way to take the pick-'em-up truck back up to the ranch for to retrieve the venerable Scooby-Doo.
Oh, and to hunt a few doves. Got four between last night and this morning. And tomorrow, Good Lord willing and the creek don't rise, etc., and so on, dinner shall be dove pie.
But for now my butt's tired and I'm going to bed. 'Night all.
Oh, before I forget, a great big shoutout to the Revolutionary War Veterans Association. These dudes are cool. I may expand on this later.
Iz out!
2 months ago

2 comments:
Your butt's tired?
You've sure got a creative method of catching doves...
You're a sick man, B.
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