If they did not know before then they do now. It was not my intention to cause the new
neighbor to live in fear of her life but I guess she does now. My son and I had just arrived
home from a deer and pheasant hunt. You know just the normal everyday hunt.
It might be important here for me to explain the items that go along with a one-day hunt.
Yes, this was just a one-day hunt. Not the multiple day hunts that I sometimes take. Well
lets see? There is the leaky water jug so that we have water for the dogs and ourselves.
We fill it up because by the time a hunt is over most of the water has leaked out rather than
having been used for nourishment sake.
There is the bag of dog food that we had to buy at the local 24 hour establishment, because
my son did not feed the dogs the night before. The dogs seldom eat during a hunt so I am
not sure why we bought it. I guess it was so I did not feel bad. Now that bag of food is
spread all over the back of the truck, mixing with the water from the leaky water jug creating
a cement like substance.
There is the cooler with the cans of juice in it. No ice, just juice cans. Warm nasty tasting
juice. The same cans we took on the last trip. The same cans that were soaked in blood
from the birds we shot on that trip. Another layer of blood has now been deposited from the
birds we shot this time. Maybe I will drink some of the juice next time.
There are the 23 coats we have brought along in case it gets cold. Why so many coats, I do
not know? Maybe it will be real cold. Maybe we will run into some starving peasants that
are cold? If they think they are getting any of my freeway coats (I have a knack for finding
coats along the freeway), they have another think coming. Of course if I run into them with
the truck then they wont have to worry about the cold.
If you are hunting you need to take ammunition. In this regard we have out done the coats.
We have enough ammo with us to fight a war with any would be invaders we might come
across. My son has to load it into the truck with a forklift. Sometimes I think we should cut
back on how much we take but then I remember the movie RED DAWN and toss in a few
more boxes.
Of course there is the guns. There is one shotgun for each of us. Then there is the extra
shotgun for any possible breakdowns we might have, but we never have those. J My 9mm
pistol between the front seat with the thirty round clip and the two 15 round clips. Two rifles
in the event that some silly deer actually blunders into us and we have to shoot him. The
extra rifle, again in case of break downs. My son also throws in the 22 cal rifle, just in case
we might have time to shoot it at something.
Now imagine you are a new homeowner that has just bought a house next to me, and you
are moving in. As you are unloading your furniture, you glance next door where your new
neighbor has just arrived home. He is dressed in bright orange, well maybe it is dull orange
from all the dirt and blood on it. Him and his son jump out and the first thing they do is get a
cooler out of the back of the truck and dump it out on the lawn. You cringe at the sight of
what comes out of the cooler. It appears to be several gallons of blood. There is also some
cans of what appear to be soda and a bag of what can only be described as body parts. That’
s bad enough but then the two grab a can from the bloody gore on the lawn and pop the
tops and take a drink.
When at last you can again take a look, all you see are several coats being unloaded, some
with blood stains on them. The coats appear as though they have come from the backs of
peasants. Some have tears and others appear as though they should have been thrown
away long ago. It is obvious to you that a great struggle was needed to have been able to
get those coats away from the starving peasants. Some were hurt as evidenced by all the
blood.
Then the guns start to be pulled from the truck. They come out and are laid on the lawn. So
many, in fact, you are sure the FBI would be interested. Boxes and boxes of ammunition
are also unloaded. The worst is yet to come. The boy is the one handling the guns! How
can anyone let someone of that age near a gun? Has not that man heard of that school in
Colorado?
It is hard to imagine that you had let this same boy into your house, just the day before to
help you carry a mattress. You now feel you are lucky to be alive, but you are sure that it
will not be long before in the middle of the night they will come. The neighbors next door
are worse than your nightmares. You wonder if you can still get out of the contract for this
new home.
neighbor to live in fear of her life but I guess she does now. My son and I had just arrived
home from a deer and pheasant hunt. You know just the normal everyday hunt.
It might be important here for me to explain the items that go along with a one-day hunt.
Yes, this was just a one-day hunt. Not the multiple day hunts that I sometimes take. Well
lets see? There is the leaky water jug so that we have water for the dogs and ourselves.
We fill it up because by the time a hunt is over most of the water has leaked out rather than
having been used for nourishment sake.
There is the bag of dog food that we had to buy at the local 24 hour establishment, because
my son did not feed the dogs the night before. The dogs seldom eat during a hunt so I am
not sure why we bought it. I guess it was so I did not feel bad. Now that bag of food is
spread all over the back of the truck, mixing with the water from the leaky water jug creating
a cement like substance.
There is the cooler with the cans of juice in it. No ice, just juice cans. Warm nasty tasting
juice. The same cans we took on the last trip. The same cans that were soaked in blood
from the birds we shot on that trip. Another layer of blood has now been deposited from the
birds we shot this time. Maybe I will drink some of the juice next time.
There are the 23 coats we have brought along in case it gets cold. Why so many coats, I do
not know? Maybe it will be real cold. Maybe we will run into some starving peasants that
are cold? If they think they are getting any of my freeway coats (I have a knack for finding
coats along the freeway), they have another think coming. Of course if I run into them with
the truck then they wont have to worry about the cold.
If you are hunting you need to take ammunition. In this regard we have out done the coats.
We have enough ammo with us to fight a war with any would be invaders we might come
across. My son has to load it into the truck with a forklift. Sometimes I think we should cut
back on how much we take but then I remember the movie RED DAWN and toss in a few
more boxes.
Of course there is the guns. There is one shotgun for each of us. Then there is the extra
shotgun for any possible breakdowns we might have, but we never have those. J My 9mm
pistol between the front seat with the thirty round clip and the two 15 round clips. Two rifles
in the event that some silly deer actually blunders into us and we have to shoot him. The
extra rifle, again in case of break downs. My son also throws in the 22 cal rifle, just in case
we might have time to shoot it at something.
Now imagine you are a new homeowner that has just bought a house next to me, and you
are moving in. As you are unloading your furniture, you glance next door where your new
neighbor has just arrived home. He is dressed in bright orange, well maybe it is dull orange
from all the dirt and blood on it. Him and his son jump out and the first thing they do is get a
cooler out of the back of the truck and dump it out on the lawn. You cringe at the sight of
what comes out of the cooler. It appears to be several gallons of blood. There is also some
cans of what appear to be soda and a bag of what can only be described as body parts. That’
s bad enough but then the two grab a can from the bloody gore on the lawn and pop the
tops and take a drink.
When at last you can again take a look, all you see are several coats being unloaded, some
with blood stains on them. The coats appear as though they have come from the backs of
peasants. Some have tears and others appear as though they should have been thrown
away long ago. It is obvious to you that a great struggle was needed to have been able to
get those coats away from the starving peasants. Some were hurt as evidenced by all the
blood.
Then the guns start to be pulled from the truck. They come out and are laid on the lawn. So
many, in fact, you are sure the FBI would be interested. Boxes and boxes of ammunition
are also unloaded. The worst is yet to come. The boy is the one handling the guns! How
can anyone let someone of that age near a gun? Has not that man heard of that school in
Colorado?
It is hard to imagine that you had let this same boy into your house, just the day before to
help you carry a mattress. You now feel you are lucky to be alive, but you are sure that it
will not be long before in the middle of the night they will come. The neighbors next door
are worse than your nightmares. You wonder if you can still get out of the contract for this
new home.
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