Ah...
I was actually a city boy. Prior to moving to Maine (family did have a hunting camp here in Maine but I never visited it to hunt and only went a couple of times as a kid) the only things I'd shot were targets and at people who were shooting at me. Or at least shooting in my general direction.
When I was young we could just walk down to the river two blocks away and sit by the shore waiting for the geese and ducks to fly by ever fall. My buddy had a Labrador and we would shoot them over the water and the dog would go get them.
All that area has been over run with development now though
My dog will do that, though I mostly only shoot rabbits and have him retrieve them.
He's horribly out of practice and really kinda lazy.
I'm having to swat Biff away with a rolled up newspaper. Well, not really... I haven't showered since this morning and I smell a little bad. She likes the musky smell. She keeps interrupting me.
I suspect I'll be going to bed early tonight.
I been getting angry messages from women today who couldnt reach me last night so there's that LoL
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