I’ve been getting up at 4:20am to go deer hunting for the past several days, home after dark, and some things don’t get done on crazy schedules like that”¦one thing I forgot was to shake out a coffee can of corn in the back yard every afternoon like I normally do.
Came down at 4:20 this morning and noticed the backyard 8 pointer out the kitchen window standing at the little bare spot at the edge of the floodlight where I put out the corn, trying his darnedest to find a kernel. I turned on the kitchen lights and get the coffee pot going and a few minutes later noticed he’d gone. Finished getting my boots on and noticed him standing there again, this time looking at me in the kitchen lights.
Finished getting things all together and saw he was still standing there”¦looking a little like a lost puppy”¦so I said to myself what the heck, two more minutes won’t bother”¦went into the garage, got a coffee can of corn, walked it around the end of the house and he was gone”¦poured it out so it made some noise and by the time I got back into the house, he had stepped forward out of the darkness and was eating it.
I just laughed at myself thinking what a rugged hunter I must be”¦here I am, taking a minute to feed a nice 8 point shooter looking for a handout before I jump in the truck to drive 30 miles and sit in the cold in hopes of getting a shot at a nice 8 pointer!!
:grin:
Came down at 4:20 this morning and noticed the backyard 8 pointer out the kitchen window standing at the little bare spot at the edge of the floodlight where I put out the corn, trying his darnedest to find a kernel. I turned on the kitchen lights and get the coffee pot going and a few minutes later noticed he’d gone. Finished getting my boots on and noticed him standing there again, this time looking at me in the kitchen lights.
Finished getting things all together and saw he was still standing there”¦looking a little like a lost puppy”¦so I said to myself what the heck, two more minutes won’t bother”¦went into the garage, got a coffee can of corn, walked it around the end of the house and he was gone”¦poured it out so it made some noise and by the time I got back into the house, he had stepped forward out of the darkness and was eating it.
I just laughed at myself thinking what a rugged hunter I must be”¦here I am, taking a minute to feed a nice 8 point shooter looking for a handout before I jump in the truck to drive 30 miles and sit in the cold in hopes of getting a shot at a nice 8 pointer!!
:grin: