he usually gets what he sets out for which is pretty good if you ask me.
last year he killed a Bear, i was very excited about that particular kill.. we are having a rug made which takes a little more than a year to complete, we cant wait to get it!
this is how this hunting season started...
he has been watching.. waiting... and praying over this one particular deer.
So one morning last week I get this call...
Dale: hey!.. are you busy?
Me: yes, I am right now.. why?
Dale: ok.. (with shortness of breath)
Me: what's wrong?
Dale: huh?... nothing
Me: What is wrong with you?
Dale: well.. i justa.. just .. well Paul is coming
Me: WHAT is wrong? WHERE are you?
Dale: I am in the woods, Paul is coming .. I need you to pray..
Me: Pray..Why.. are you hurt? what is going on..
Dale: what.. oh
Me: ARE YOU OK?
Dale: well.. my deer came out, and (still breathing hard) I think my scope was off, and I.. i...i
|skull from the bear that he killed.... isn't it pRETTy?|