Saturday, November 6, 2010

Obviously not a deer hunter

One very foggy morning many years ago Lowell came into the house and announced "the horses are gone". At that time we had about 9 head - why? I don't know. So we loaded a saddle and a couple of pails of oats in the back of the pickup and started looking. We found them in the field just North East of us not far from home. When the horses heard the pickup they knew there would be oats in it so it wasn't hard for Lowell to catch Smokey and put a saddle on him. As he started across the field with all the horses following him it suddenly occurred to him that it was OPENING DEER SEASON. So he put his head down by Smokey's ear, slapped him on the rump and said "Let's go". As he and all the horses galloped across the field toward home he was pretty sure there were several dear hunters annoyed with him.

4 comments:

Brownie said...

Funny. I seem to remember that.

I also remember one of the times he thought he'd go deer hunting and went out with his rifle. And came back with nothing. He said he saw some but they were too pretty to shoot.

Bandy said...
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Karen Kemi said...

I was JUST telling that story TODAY ! Lol

Brownie said...

Mom - I helped myself to your blog. I added my "joy" button to see if it worked. It does. I'll leave it because I'm assuming you wouldn't mind.