Huntin’
I’ll never forget the day Daddy took me huntin’! He went and bought me a brand new BB gun for the trip! It was just after he’d been rabbit huntin’ and he’d gotten a new rabbit’s foot for his lucky hat. He said he was sure to get something special this time!
He took me out to the woods with his buddies and we got out in the really tall grassy part. He said, “Son, stay right here and wait while we go up ahead and look for deer.” It was deer season. So I did. I waited. I sat there until I couldn’t see Daddy over the hill of tall grass. Then, all-of-a-sudden I saw a little baby deer, out there in the grass. His little white tail flutterin’ in the wind. So, I picked up my BB gun, and I cocked it, and I shot the baby deer. POW! (Face slowly changes from excited to frightened) But that little baby deer wasn’t a baby deer. It was Daddy’s lucky hat. And that little white tail was his new rabbit’s foot he put on it. Boy, I got a good lickin’ that night! Haha! Whew! (Pause) No, I don’t reckon I’ll ever forget my first time huntin’.
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