September 22, 2007

• Oh Deer . . . Oh Dear . . .

  I always get jealous when David Dean and/or David Lenard post about these great hunting trips. Now don't get me wrong, they are both great guys, good hunters, and can both cook a mean chunk of meat. One of which just invited me to his wedding, the other, feeling left out no doubt, just got a new puppy.

  So I simply thought it would be a blast to outdo them in "Manliness". So without a hunting license, and with out a gun I went out to bag me a deer.

  Why?

  Well cause I am a great stalker and I got my Gerber Muti-tool, which of course has a knife, and that is all I, as a MAN, need.

  My lovely sister Mary photographed the whole journey just before getting ran over by my parents van. Which I happily photographed as a return thanks for her kindness.

  The Photo's speak for themselves. Yet I will still add captions . . .

  The silent stalk . . .

  

  Look at those skills, the sun is in my eyes yet I stalk on . . .

  

  The perfect Kill . . .

  

  Just Kidding, saddly I hurt the deer's feelings, so to make up for it I hand fed her some leaves.

  

  Now to my sisters death, yes it was hard to film something so tragic, but you all already know, just how tactless I am, so lets just get on with it.

  She is innocently crossing the road . . .

  

  When out of nowhere my Father hits the gas, if you look closely you can see him and my Mom enjoying this waaaaay to much . . .

  

  My sister with no time to react in anything then utter shock, is struck . . .

  

  

  

  And goes down . . .

  

  

  

  This all happened a couple months ago. All in all we had a good day. My family and some close friends had all met up and hung out in Sterling Colorado, that day was the first day my Mother got to see, and thus visit where her brother, my Uncle, had been buried, just over a year ago. It was a tough day, but a good day.

  Please note that no animals, or sisters were hurt . . . to bad . . . by the making of this post.

  BlackWolf

  P.S. I post as if I am lighthearted, but it is only to distract me from the despair and lack of control I feel on the inside. Babies are so fragile, yet most of us were one once, so maybe not so. It is confusing, at least to me. I know of two babies in the past week, one who died, and one who quit breathing. One is with the Lord, the other still here on earth. I wonder which is better off . . .

  I, being selfish and posting only for my own gratification, am distraught, I wish to be in both locations at once, but am sadly stuck in New Mexico, which normally would not be a problem, but at the end of this week, it is.

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