Neanderpundit

I’ve taken down the ad for Steve’s book, not because I don’t want you to buy it, because I do, but because it clogs up my WAP browser when I’m on my phone.

So, go to Hog on Ice and use the link there, but buy the damned book, already.

Hie thee hence to Rachel’s new blog.

It has a cool name, too.
And dogs. I like the dogs especially. In fact, og likes the dogs, maybe, more than rachel, but only because she only has a picture of herself as a young girl, and Og is not attracted to young girls, only grown women.

So og looks at the dogs. Og’s name is part of Dog.

There’s not much to compare with the frustration of hunting day after day and getting nowhere.

There’s also nothing to compare with the excitement of bagging a deer, especially when you haven’t for, in my case, over 25 years.

It felt good. My heart raced for a long timne afterwards. I dropped it fast, too, one shot and down, I hate it when an animal suffers. Unfortunately I punched out both lungs and the heart so I was denied the heart stew. It’s good to be back in the saddle, it resets my perspective on a lot of things.