I ran my two trap lines this morning. It was 34 degrees
, freezing rain was falling
, it was a little foggy and the wind was out of the North at about 25mph
. I ran the first line without incident
. I got to the second line at around 0900 AM. As I crawled off the tractor, I heard Canadian Geese flying off to the South. Well It is christmas eve you know, so a goose for Christmas dinner would be nice.
. I grabbed the ole 11-87 off my back and waited. Well I could not really see for sure, but I could hear them and knowed they was right above me. I was taught to Never shoot at anything you could not forsure see. So I waited, and waited, and waited some more, then all of a sudden I seed this V shaped formation
. I could hear them geese real clear
. I knowed with the wind blowing like it was I would have to lead a bunch.
I picked out one, lead it six feet and cut loose with a load. The danged fog just up and closed in and I could not see anything
. Then I heard it. A loud thump off to the east about 50 yards
. I hurried through the fog to the spot where I thought the goose landed. Only, only it was not a goose
. Confused the dikens out of me
. I did not know what to do
. I just stood there dumbfounded with that 12 gauge over my shoulder
. I was thinking about all the consequences that this incident could mean
. I decided to take a pic, cause you boys and girls is real hard to convince of anything. Then it happened. Something came charging out of the woods a snarling and a growling and ran right up to the thing I had shot
. I took me a second to recover
and I cut loose with that ole 12 gauge again. Got both of em
. Yep part of the thing I shot jumped up and jumped on the back of that growling and snarling critter that came charging out of the woods and off they went
. I have lightening reflexes for someone of my age. Yep they didn't get fer
. So I was standing there in awe of what just happened
. Lo and behold. Here come two more critters out of the woods
. They was singing Christmas Carols
. Silver bells I think. I cut loose, got em both. I knowed for sure I was in trouble then
These is the first pictures thet I took.
This is the thing I shot. Guess my shot drifted a little and I missed the goose
This is the Critter that came snarling and growling out of the woods.
These is the two things that came a singing out of the woods. They was a little off key too.
I gathered all these critters and stuff up and took them back to the barn with me. After I got there and unloaded the tractor bucket, I realized that the Santa Grinner had a blue bag on his back. I opened it to see what type of presants it held and if there was anything I could use.
Well I was shocked at the contents. Shocked I tell you. I took a pic and here it is.
Well I guess you could say that the war aint over after all
. Yep, I was a feelin guilty about shooting the bejezzes out of the Grinner
Santa (twice) and feeling sorry for all them little
Grinners that would have no presants on Christmas day. I was about in tears
till I seed what was in that bag. Now I am danged mad
. Mad as heck at that Mohwak
. He done imported a
Grinner Taliban, dressed him up as Santa to smuggle ammo to the Blue Belt Ninja Grinners
and the Cowboy Grinner Assasins
. Shoot that bag held ammo for the deadly Chipmonk 22 and the deadly spanish 410. There was also rockets and missels in there. It is war I tell you. Blizzard or no blizzard, I will be in the woods tomorrow at daylight. Waiting
. Just waiting
. I am patient
. I will wait
.
Merry Christmas