I hunt with my best buddy and friend, who happens also to be my dad. We tell each other everything. Well, I at least tell him everything. I think he tells me everything. Wait. Certain events aren' t adding up, now that I am recalling... Like, like the morning he told me he was gonna sleep in, and I got up and HE WAS GONE!! After the big buck I said I saw! And I couldn' t find my bullets! And one of my boots was missing! I' ll bet he is holding out on me! NOW HE IS IN BIG TROUBLE!!!

My dad just so happens to be arriving tonight from Florida, for our yearly shotgun hunting fiesta! I can' t wait to see him, hunt with him, and laugh until our sides ache.... HURRY UP, DAD!