Monday, September 8, 2008
The Great White Hunters
Ahh..the Annual Dove Hunt in Monroe. An opportunity for men age 6 weeks to 60+ years to escape the women that bug them and pretend to be literaly "bringin' home the bacon." The field of choice is the "yard" of a childhood friend of mine's big brother. Now mind you he and his wife and their 3 boys live on about 20 acres just outside of town, with a stocked pond and horses and a beautiful custom designed home complete with outdoor plasma screen tvs and of course indoor plumbing...you are truly set up. The "HUNTERS" arrive to a feast of duck and sausage and chicken, bread, roasted corn, cookies and an incredible chocolate sheet cake brought over by the "neighbor" who delivered it by 4-wheeler. When Ky mentioned to Brent Wilkes that he didn't bring any boots or pants to hunt in...Brent assured Ky that flip flops and shorts would be the dress code and that the hunting would be taking place on freshly cut grass especialy prepared for the day.
Oh, and did I forget to mention that they invite us (the wives and moms I mean,) even though I am pretty sure that it is just to cook, watch the kids who are too little to hold their own weapon, bring ice water out upon request and of course...take tons of pictures of them with their guns and their sons in the Louisiana September sunset!
I can say, I never saw any evidence of a dove on the ground and can't be too sure any actual hunting occured...some thing was "shot" alright and I am pretty sure it is a four letter word not polite enough for a southern lady to put on her blog!-Tori
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This evacue thing doesn't look to bad to me. They better get LSU back up and running soon or Ky may decide to never go back.
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