someone kill the damn turkey

Gun season starts tomorrow.  It’s going to be a little weird this year since my dad can’t get in a stand.  He’s not quite recouped from his surgery last week.   He is getting up and driving to my grandma’s with me, just not actually hunting.  It makes me a little sad, but I’m glad he’s going with me at least.

I was trying to get William Thomas to go with me.  I doubt he will since he has to work and it’s really early.  I’m still hoping. 

So here’s to gun season and deer jerky.