While getting anything you're first season of bow hunting is almost unheard of, it's not unheard of for my man. Tim got his first deer Wednesday night. WAY TO GO BABE! I was lucky enough to get to be a part of it. Not the hunting part, although next year, we'll change that. After Tim took a shot, he called me, and Tess and I headed out to meet him. I was so excited I was running around the house like a mad women throwing on whatever cloths I could find for Tess and I and running out the door. I should have thought about that a little more since I caught myself helping my husband gut a deer, while three months pregnant, and wearing a white coat. Totally worth it though!!! We had a blast that night, and we can't wait to taste the meat. Not to brag too much, but my hubby is a rock star of a hunter!!!
A picture of Tim and his beautiful two point black tail buck. It took just 30 minutes to stalk, and he took a shot at 20 yards. Bow hunting is a lot different than rifle hunting, and we're both big fans.
