Sunday, November 23, 2008

Zach and Dad, Hunting




This is what happens when you take a little guy hunting for pine hens on the 4 wheeler. Zach kept telling me to keep going until we were about 1/2 hour from the house. Then he said he wanted to go home. By the time I turned around, he was asleep. Of course, we only saw chickens on the way home....so I didn't shoot any.

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