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