Ron LaClair
In Rembrance
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Just got home from bow camp in Michigans Upper Penninsula. We did pretty good for a group of stick shooters. I carried the knife and used it whenever the opportunity presented.
The Beagle on the stool is my dog Dolly. Early in the week we had a bear that was coming into camp several nights in a row. We were afraid he would pull a deer off the pole. One evening a little after dark I let Dolly out of the cabin to do her business. So looked toward the deer pole and took off toward it barking as loud as she could. A black object that looked like a stump in the moonlight took off crashing into the woods. We didn't have any more trouble from the bear after that so we thought she had earned the right to pose in the picture with us. :grin:
The Beagle on the stool is my dog Dolly. Early in the week we had a bear that was coming into camp several nights in a row. We were afraid he would pull a deer off the pole. One evening a little after dark I let Dolly out of the cabin to do her business. So looked toward the deer pole and took off toward it barking as loud as she could. A black object that looked like a stump in the moonlight took off crashing into the woods. We didn't have any more trouble from the bear after that so we thought she had earned the right to pose in the picture with us. :grin: