[Sacajaweau]

My dad went out when he was older on my bro's 80 acre farm. Dad loved his Browning. Bullets?? For what...He wasn't going to lug a deer to the farmhouse. He always said "That was the old days".

Loved the story of wrestling the deer back down to the ground and calming it with his bowie knife.

The deer meat....we even ate it for breakfast.

Miss him lots!! He always made me smile.

[PLMerite]

“...calming it with his bowie knife.”

That is such a sinister phrase, I have to remember it!