My hunting boys
December 21st, 2007 | My boys, my loves
I don’t really understand the obsession with hunting…I just don’t. My husband however, understands it well. It’s safe to say that it’s his new hobby…one that involves many 4:30 a.m. wake up calls, many morning hours in some remote field, and unfortunately, many trips to Cabelas.
We have a yellow lab, which is a retriever. I believe we bought Riley almost 8 years ago with the intention of him being a hunting dog, however, he hasn’t been hunting all that much since Jason hasn’t had as many opportunities to go as he would have liked (you know, that Army thing kind of gets in the way sometimes). That being said, you’d think Riley would be a little confused about what his job is when he’s in the field, but he’s not! He actually retrieved his first bird this week!
Doesn’t he look hilarious in his vest? When we first tried this on him, I about wet my pants laughing so hard! He just looked like he was embarrassed! It was the funniest thing…he didn’t even want to move. Jason says he’s used to it now, but I don’t know–he still kind of looks like he’s a bit humiliated to me.
And here’s a cute one of my hubby and his first goose. We had a bit of a discussion deciding what he was going to do with with this. He voted for stuffing it and hanging in our house…um no. I voted for cooking him up. Jake, my sweet sensitive one, voted for donating him to a family who didn’t have enough money for Christmas dinner this year. That’s my favorite! Currently, the goose is awaiting a decision in my in-laws’ deep freeze (thanks G & C!).
Photos courtesy of Heath, Jason’s hunting buddy.
Oh my heavens Kelly the pictures are amazing. You are so incredibly talented. I can’t wait until you can take my family’s picture one day. I really enjoyed the slideshow.
( Dec 17th, 2007 9:14 pm)