5 mins later, I'm at the checkout & next text comes in.
"I just let her have it". "think the shot was good". "should I go look for the arrow".
I text back, give her 20 mins & then go see if you can find the arrow. I leaving now & should be home about then.
Next text - I'm 2 mins from home.
"found arrow, covered in bright red blood".
I'm home now, run in the house, change clothes, kick the 3 legged dog & fire up the wheeler & head out.
When I reach Deb, I get the biggest, strongest hug possible & am then handed the "bloody" arrow". I check, smile, kiss her & say, "lets go find your deer.
Super cool evening !
She's still smiling & trying to provoke her lady friends, by posting on facebook !
I LOVE THAT LADY.
Paul.
Paul.
"Kids who grow up hunting, fishing & trapping, do not mug little old Ladies"
