“Wake up Carson” my dad said as he shook me awake, “It is time to go Hunting.”
“But it's five in the morning” I whined, but I knew if I wanted to get Mr. Crabs, the biggest deer on our property I would have to get out there. So I crawled out of bed and took a quick shower. While I was in the shower I couldn’t stop thinking about Mr.Krabs and the wonderful opportunity I could have in less than an hour on the monster buck.
My dad, Nathan Petreikis interrupted my thoughts when he came into the bathroom and said “hey cupcake you wanna get ol Mr. Crabs or not”
Startled I said “be out in a minute” and turned the faucet off and grabbed my towel. I dried off and got dressed so we went upstairs and headed out. I was sitting on the east side of a food plot in a blind we called the redneck. I sat in wait for about an hour till I saw some action I saw to deer busting across the field. I figured it was because my crazy uncle Sam. I …show more content…
I texted my dad saying “Crabs down.” I waited my thirty minutes and walked to where he was and I saw no blood. I panicked, I knew I missed.
That following day I went home and sighted in my rifle. I was so mad I had not taken my dad’s advice and done that before season. I had gotten it sighted in and the only thing left to do was wait until next season. It was a long hard summer but when season came around I was ready to go.
The day had started out much like last years opening day. I didn’t see anything until about an hour in. But this time it was a much more dramatic entrance for Mr. Crabs. I had a small eight point in front of me eyeing some nice does. I was watching them and was to distracted to notice Mr.Crabs coming in to bust that eight point up. The eight point left without a fight but when Ol Crabs got in range, I popped him. He laid right in his tracks and I knew I had just killed the biggest deer in my
“But it's five in the morning” I whined, but I knew if I wanted to get Mr. Crabs, the biggest deer on our property I would have to get out there. So I crawled out of bed and took a quick shower. While I was in the shower I couldn’t stop thinking about Mr.Krabs and the wonderful opportunity I could have in less than an hour on the monster buck.
My dad, Nathan Petreikis interrupted my thoughts when he came into the bathroom and said “hey cupcake you wanna get ol Mr. Crabs or not”
Startled I said “be out in a minute” and turned the faucet off and grabbed my towel. I dried off and got dressed so we went upstairs and headed out. I was sitting on the east side of a food plot in a blind we called the redneck. I sat in wait for about an hour till I saw some action I saw to deer busting across the field. I figured it was because my crazy uncle Sam. I …show more content…
I texted my dad saying “Crabs down.” I waited my thirty minutes and walked to where he was and I saw no blood. I panicked, I knew I missed.
That following day I went home and sighted in my rifle. I was so mad I had not taken my dad’s advice and done that before season. I had gotten it sighted in and the only thing left to do was wait until next season. It was a long hard summer but when season came around I was ready to go.
The day had started out much like last years opening day. I didn’t see anything until about an hour in. But this time it was a much more dramatic entrance for Mr. Crabs. I had a small eight point in front of me eyeing some nice does. I was watching them and was to distracted to notice Mr.Crabs coming in to bust that eight point up. The eight point left without a fight but when Ol Crabs got in range, I popped him. He laid right in his tracks and I knew I had just killed the biggest deer in my