Saturday, December 13, 2008


I do not understand why men desire getting up at 4:30 in the morning to go wade around in water to kills birds, especially when it is freezing outside. Then, they try to be so quiet that they are actually loud. When they pull out of the drive the rest of the house is wide awake and not appreciating the birds, nor the hunter. I love my hunter and the excitement he gets over a flying peasant, yet the love of the hunt baffles my very tired mind.



Posh Mommy said...

I guess it is the same thrill we get to wake up early for a great sale! MERRY CHRISTMAS!

Anonymous said...

I think you probably meant pheasant instead of peasant..although he ain't a huntin' either one of them...ITS A DUCK,Abby Jo, A DUCK !!!!!