This has been a hard year for our home. Mike got "temporarily" laid off about 3 months ago, and hopefully will start work again in January. This has made our Christmas pretty hard, but we've made it through and still have the lights on! We've been eating a lot of noodles and mac n cheese, and I'm getting a little tired of the carb-heavy diet.
As many of you know, I have been a hunter for some years now. For all this time I've been learning to hunt, I've never been able to actually get a shot on one until this year. God granted me my wishes and sent me a little button buck for Christmas. My first shot, and it was a good one, I think. He walked into my scope picture, and one shot dropped him where he stood. A clean shot, and he did not appear to suffer. I said my prayers as the adrenaline coursed through my system and I waited a while to go over and make sure things were done right. He never moved, and when I did go to check he was definitely down. I dressed him out and the .30-06 did a good job of putting him on the ground. The rifle, me, and God were in sync this time, I feel.
Now we'll have nice, lean hormone-free meat for new years! If anyone would like to drop by and show me how to cut him up, I'd welcome the visit! I've been reading some, and a friend said he'd help, but I can use all the help I can find.
I really just wanted to relate this story as a way of saying, God does help those who help themselves. This year's harvest is proof of that. I'm not a highly religious person, but I really think this story needs to be told in that light. Regardless, I'm very grateful and happy! Oh, and I wasn't in the stand when I got this one. I was in a spot on the ground, and was very safe.
May you all enjoy your New Year's and may 2009 prove to be a good year for us all.