

Keith won the wager...he said we'd have snow by the end of the month. He was right!
Thanksgiving is next week. I'm looking forward to a week off from school. Time to go shoot bambi! Pap says the deer are safe when I'm in the woods with my rifle - so all you bambi-lovers...don't worry. I'll probably miss - I always do!
Shae killed her first squirrel a couple of weeks ago. (I missed...) Can't say as I am too upset - 'cause if I had killed a squirrel - I would have had to eat it. Those are the rules!
We're having a fund raiser for the church next Monday and Tuesday. Cornbread, beans, chili and potato soup for the hunters. You can have my beans - I'll be on a liquid diet cause it looks like I might be having my gall bladder removed on Tuesday. The hospital called today - I had another test on Monday...still don't know if the gall bladder is a goner or not - still waiting for test results.
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You know, even though this was a year ago, the rules were obviously bent in my favor. I shot the gray squirrel and was not forced to eat it at all! Dad wanted squirrel gravy though, which is probably why he did not protest my refusal. Ah, good season. I am very sad that nobody took me this year (hint hint) and we will have to go next year to make up for it.
-Shae
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