Riding In Cars With Hunters
When I first started dating my hunter I could never figure out the excitement of seeing a deer in an open field while driving. Over the years and many car/truck rides later we’ve seen many deer. Well I should say he has. By the time he about whacks my head off with his arm to point out a deer, it’s already out of my sight. I just don’t have the quick head movement and rhythm that goes along with a hunter scanning open fields for deer.
This past spring we were headed to Kentucky for our fishing trip and I told myself I’m going to be the first to point out a deer. I didn’t mention this to my hunter. I wanted him to think I was interested in his passion for deer and helping him scan the open lay of the land.
An hour went by and I hadn’t seen one deer. Nor did my hunter. Another hour and nothing. I was quiet, sitting up straight and waiting in anticipation to be the first to see one. I tell you I scanned every open field and tree line we passed. By this time I was about to give up. I’m not a hunter, who cares if I see a deer or not, I was tired and needed a quick nap.
My hunter finally looks over and asked “Are you ok? You’re been really quiet and that isn’t like you.” “Yep, I’m fine. I just need a quick nap,” as I took one last look before I decided to close my eyes.
I was done scanning tree lines and open fields. I was done trying to impress my hunter with being interested in seeing deer. As I start to lean toward Mark and close my eyes … I feel … WHACK. He bopped me in the head with his arm as he quickly points out 5 deer and yells ”hurry look.”
I slowly looked up at him with the meanest look and said, “I was sleeping!”
For the next hour, I kept repeating to myself those damn deer, I’m never looking for deer again, he better not point out another deer, if I see a deer I’m not pointing it out, if he points out a deer I’m not looking, if we hit a deer I’m not getting out of this truck.
Have a great day all!

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