Hope you all had or are still having a great thanksgiving.
For me the day started out with a call from my nephew while I was getting in my truck ready to head to my parents house. Thought I was going to be plenty early, but he had been up since 6:30 and was anxiously wondering why I wasn't there yet, so I fired up the ride and made the short drive over. Got the hunting party together and made our way into the woods with the dog.
Started the trek across the pasture when he asks me "what's that white thing in the woods?" Look over and there is 2 doe slowly bouncing their way away from us. Made it just inside the edge of the timber and Elsa went to work immediately. Put a nice grey up a nearby tree, but this squirrel was having no part of being dinner and proceeded to lead the dog on a chase shooting up, down, and around about a dozen trees before finally finding a safe haven behind the neighbors house. It was quite comical to my nephew. Dad retrieved the dog and it was off to find the next.
Worked our way out onto the gas line where once again Elsa did her thing and took off like a lightning bolt toward the next target. Another grey treed, but this one was nice enough to stay still. Took a little bit, but Colton was finally able to spot the squirrel tucked into the tree ****. He took a few cracks at it that didn't connect, then told papa it was his turn, and the first one hit the ground. I was somewhat wary of how he would handle the dead ones once he saw them up close, but that quickly faded as I grabbed it then he came over to poke at and inspect it.
Made our way up the gas line another 20yds or so and Elsa was off to the races again. Few minutes later we heard the familiar bark and made our way to her location. It was yet another grey and this guy was tucked in tight in another tree ****. It once again took a few minutes for Colton to get eyes on it, but once he did he was eager to take another try at shooting it. First shot was a clean miss, while the second hit right below the target and sent it racing toward the upper limbs, when papa was once again instructed it was his turn and another one hit the ground. Colton ran over and grabbed it excited to have another one in the game bag. Not long after though he turned to me and said he was cold and ready to go home. Before we could even head back in the direction from which we came, Elsa had another one treed a ways off. My father and Colton headed back toward the house as I went to retrieve the dog and one more squirrel for the bag.
Was only about a 45min hunt, but its the best one I've been on in a lone time. Was fun to include Colton in the thanksgiving tradition, and hopefully he will continue to explore the outdoors with papa and myself. He had a lot of fun and now has two squirrel tail trophies that he is eager to show his friends back home (he wanted to take the whole squirrels in a box, but we settled on the tails). Will have to put some practice into shooting the little crikett .22 in his future visits though.
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