December 16, 2010

A Fierce Hunter Raising Little Fierce Hunters

This year the hunting got a little ape shit crazy thanks to our neighbor, the Skinny Bitch's husband. Now that I think about it these husbands of ours wield quite a lot of influence on us. Good thing they're not drug addicts or kleptomaniacs. Anyway, in a few months a new buck will be adorning a wall in our house. See? Best damn wife ever. 


Aidan and Asher are walking the same bloody path as their Daddy. Aidan has been on it for years now as illustrated in this post from a few years ago. Oh well, as long as they bring home meat I'm good with it. And if they are out hunting that means they are with their dad, not me! That's reason enough for me to encourage the sport, don'tchathink?

3 comments:

Brandy Rose said...

I used to go hunting with my dad, until my mother lectured me on animal rights and made me feel bad. My dad still hasn't forgiven her....and yet she loves deer meat.

Opto-Mom said...

Definitely a sexy beast! Uhhh, and not the deer, though he is a very handsome deer!

My husband has taken my daughter fishing. Is it wrong that I love having both of them out of the house sometimes? Go ye forth and fish, my dear family!

Lorie Shewbridge said...

The boys look so cute, they look all big & bad like they were the ones who did the hunting.
I've never been a fan of hunting for myself (I know I could never do it), but I know that it is something that many people do for the meat that saves them a lot of money. I would never presume to tell someone not to do it (unless it was just for the sport) and I LOVE my leather coat, shoes & bags. :-)
Plus, I totally agree that a bonding experience between the SB and his boys is a truly wonderful thing for YOU!!!