You and your dang "got the itch" stuff. I've been up for an hour checking the back yard for deer movement, I bought tires for my truck based on the ability to get down the deer camp road.
I'm having sausage for breakfast. I've worked the action on the .280 more in the last night than I have all year.
I blew the grunt call until the wife had enough, I rattled in a 5 year old boy, and Tink's 69 does not taste as good as I remember, but I did make a hell of a rub on the bathroom door frame.
