I was raised in a good family. My Dad and Mom worked hard to give us a nice life. I had a lot of fun with friends and my brothers, cousins, aunts and uncles.
I’ve always had an interest in shooting guns. But my family was not really into it. When I was grown up, I had a boyfriend that took me target shooting with a .44 mag pistol. We went to a friends house for a party and they set up a box with sticker dots around it to shoot at.
I had done a little shooting with a .22 rifle and loved it. So I said I’d try the pistol. So, standing with both arms up in front of me with the pistol in hand, I took aim and shot straight through the 1″ dot at about 50 feet away. I took aim and did the same at the next dot. Nailed it. My boyfriend looked at me and asked if I was aiming at the dots. I said that I was, that’s why I hit them. He must not have quite believed me so he told me to aim at the lower right dot and “boom”, I put a bullet right through that dot. He said he would never make me mad…
So now, I wanted to deer hunt. I borrowed a 20 gauge gun from a friend of mine and went to my best friend, Pam’s house. We had been best friends for quite a few years and she wanted to get some deer for the freezer too.
She borrowed a gun and we went out to her woods the day before gun hunting season started. We looked for trails and took some hay bales out to hide behind and some chairs to sit in while we waited for the deer to come.
This was both of ours first time trying to hunt a deer. We went out in the dark and took our seats. Had drinks, snacks and a pad of paper and pen to write notes if we needed.
So we watched and listened, the sun came up and we heard shots over on the next hill. Basically we got bored and started writing funny notes back and forth to each other. Each of us tried to stifle the snickers and then belly laughs but the more we tried, the worse it got. We figured we scared every deer off of that whole valley that day. Probably had a lot of hunters not too happy with us.
I eventually got some deer in my freezer, but not hunting with Pam. We have too much fun to be serious hunters together. And that’s okay with us.