First there was Grubby and the Pumpkin Bottom Haint's

Then there was Grubby's Revenge

Followed by Hattie

Then there were the shorts, Boo and A full moon

Now, may I present

without missing was continued on Saturday’s hunt.

Put together at the last minute, only Brag, Plunker and myself attended. I called Hover late Friday, but hung up when I got the voice mail. Dustin, Cuz’s grandson told me he would be there, but he is 19 and it was a Friday night.

We ran three dogs, Sammie, Lucy and Katie. And had some great races at the front of our hunting lease on a pine plantation near Seale, Alabama.



Plunker was 1 for 2 as was Brag.
Me, Rimfire,

on a GF project. It involves taking out a set of 18 inch cabinets above the stove and replacing them with a set of 12 inch ones.
Just a matter of cutting a new vent hole and some screws, right?

She said I had to be back by today. The reason?
It’s my birthday and she forgot last year. Yep, that’s a dang good “get out of jail free” card. I probably need to use it soon…before it gets stale

Deep breaths, Deep breaths

this weekend. It's the first weekend of archery season for deer.
I saw many a tree sitter, camo outfitted, wheeling their shopping cart to the checkout lanes loaded down with sacks of golden acorns in their conveniently camouflaged bags...the better to hide them from the game warden.

Plunker came out to Rabbit Run last Tuesday. We built Sammie P. Thumbsucker's new bachelor pad which he now shares with his two spinster aunts, Lucy and Katie. Penny looked so sad when she found out that she wouldn't be moving in with Lucy and Katie who she has been with her whole life.

And 2 and I have decided to leave in the morning for a short fishing trip to Apalachicola Bay with the "2+3".
I'll be back at the end of the week.

Hunters 0

Two hunts into the season and nary a cap busted.
On the positive side, it means that I haven’t missed… yet.
And despite Brag’s assertions that I didn’t shoot today because I couldn’t get the rabbit to sit still, I can assure you that I’m never shy about speeding up a running bunny. Makes it more sporting for the other hunters, you know?

isn't our only tailgate meal.
Many's the can of sardines that have been opened.
Remember how they used to say "packed like sardines" when talking about crowded things?
Well, maybe we need

I’ll shoot you and swear I thought it was a burglar breaking in after you went rabbit hunting” GF said about six in the morning after the eleventeenth time I came back in to rummage for a missing piece of rabbit hunting equipment.

Who knew that you needed so much stuff to just attempt to kill a rabbit? The resulting threats had occurred after I had to turn the car around, shining the lights through the bedroom window and go back to get my 16ga bunny gun.
I was at the gate…again, when I remembered my boots at the back door. Thinking about GF’s last warning I decided that it had been dry and warm enough to get by with my tennys.

Alabama Rabbit Season 08-09 and I'm going out the door with a chainsaw instead of my shotgun