Tuesday, November 23, 2010

Too each his own

I sew, my husband hunts.  Hobbies are a wonderful thing and I am blessed with having one that I can participate in year around.  My poor husband is cursed with one that he can only enjoy a few months out of the year.  However, this has been a very good year for him.  Yesterday while working on my Bonnie Hunter mystery pieces, he was out shooting an 11 point buck.  This is the largest one that he has ever killed.  There will be plenty of meat in the freezer and a new head on the wall. 

1 comment:

Miss Meiow said...

How awful, and how sad to see such a magnificant creature killed for sport. I hope someone shoots your husband and hangs his head on a wall as a trophy.