MC, thanks!

Makes sense, I'm not very evolved...

I still keep myself in a cave, I have evolved far enough to have a vent when I light a fire to keep warm. :-)

I'm not seriously concerned... like I said, this isn't a first rodeo on my terminology.

REM7600

PS: you hear a "fawn" cry out I for one would be hard pressed to tell the difference from a sheep. Professional farmer would disagree, I'm sure... How often have I seen a sheep in my whitetail hunting? Grand Total: NONE. :-) I do use manual calls and don't believe any whitetail hunter should go to the field without one.

Y'all make me want to start calling them "hind puppies" just to be different.

My wife is a school teacher and really anal about the language, I call eggs "Butt nuggets" and mashed potatoes "smashed potatoes" and pan cakes "panny cakes", just because it irritates her. :)

That's funny guys'.

You are making me feel I'm in good company; around the wood fired, cast iron, stove in the camp; beforewe go out in the AM, sharing a whiskey/bourbon on the rocks before the next days' adventure AND arguing whether a .308, .270, or '06 is best!

I've switched to 7mm-08 after using it for a few years. I still have my .338 if I need to reach out from the 40 ft up climbing stand!

REM7600

And I bet once y'all are done passing around that 32oz Ozark Trail cup of bourbon on the rocks (hey, it's a big tent), and you stumble out of the tent, that .338 doesn't recoil bad at all! :guiness:

MudderChuck, aren't spousal inside jokes the best? My wife and I have a long trolling dictionary, ourselves; however, it sounds as though the entries in ours don't make as much sense as yours do.

As an aside, 7600, your comment did inspire me to pour myself some Knob Creek.

Now, about your American biscuits and gravy while in Europe.

Good gawdddd...this has turned into a love fest. Potatoes ...Potaatoes. I call them fawns here in vermont. The moose are calves, the bears are cubs and the yotes are called dead by those who hunt them. Pouring rain here today, stiff north wind and only 42 degrees and won't change for the better so I am not going fishing. You can have your bourbon I am a beer drinker with a summer choice of gin and tonics when I run out of beer. :guiness:

Pancakes are flap jacks at my house and waffles are for sissies.

Shoot a lamb (baby sheep) and tell the warden it's a fawn (baby deer) when you have a deer tag. Then let us know how that turns out for you.

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I can picture someone calling a Fawn a Lamb.