I took my son hunting over the holidays, hoping the boy would bring down his first deer. Kudos to him, he did (first shot, first kill, just like his mother!) We were at in my in-laws, my hubby was unable to go with us. I had the neighbor fella teach me and the boy how to skin it (I was always the first one to drive the venison straight to the butcher) then I set forth and processed the whole thing myself. I didn’t do too bad a job if I do say so myself. Put alot of meat in the freezer, and all the dogs were fat and happy off the bones.
I SO admire you!