Yesterday’s rabbit hunt was a great day--- for the hunters. I was hot yesterday, accounting for 6 of the 16 rabbits, we took. My main competition came from 13 year old Dusty, who killed four. I was a little surprised at the results since Dusty is far and away, a better shot than I. Of course his eyes are 37 years younger than mine and he has better vision than I ever had. Brag and I ignored one of his suggestions that we take his gun with us when we hunt the covered bridge this Friday. Since the school is less than two miles from where we will hunt, we could pretty well guess what his plan was. Instead we offered to blow the horn as we went by. As the regular reader knows, The names of NoPass, Chuck and Brag are not popular with his mother, at least till the season is over, and Dusty’s mind turns to other matters like spring turkey season.

We had two other kids with us. Cuz’s six year old grandson, Follow, has taken over the position that the dog, Kate, used to occupy by hanging out under our feet. Kate discovered that her purpose in life is chasing rabbits. Follow still has couple of years before that happens. Still it was nice to hear the young voice yelling at Dusty “ He got another one.”
The other young man is being raised in a “bird dog trial family“. For him hunting is as natural as breathing to this thirteen year old.

Now, if we only had a few more kids…