NEXT.... Sat. Sept. 29th. was the FURST day of Deer (ARCHERY) season here. Dad and our furend Jerry went out... OF COURSE... and fur ONCE... Ol' Sure Shot... did NOT bring in the FURST Deer of the Season. NOPE...
Here I am showing Ernie how to sniff the hooves to see where all the deer had been. And then tellin him that SOON.... VERY SOON we would have some DELICIOUS ... FRESH BONES to chew on. OMD OMD..... How I WISH you all had SniffOBlogs.. PURE HEAVEN I tell you. It took like 87 HOURS fur MOM to FINALLY have a few bites of Fresh Raw Meats fur us to sample. ERNIE went WILD... OK OKAY... So did I. then it took another 87 HOURS fur dad to get us some DELICIOUS Front Leg bones... I thought we were BOTH gonna FAINT from the LONG wait.
I chewed All the meats off of MINE and then gnawed on the bone fur HOURS.. ERNIE ate HIS meat and then... he spent the REST of the DAY... Playing HIDE and SEEK with the Bone. I kid you NOT... that boy has HOLES and HIDEY places all over the Hill now. The last time I checked he was taking it OUT of Dad's WoodShed and hiding it UNDER one of the Tomato Plants. He has ROCKS and STICKS and Bark (the TREE kind) and GRASS stuck ALL over it.
I am only gonna show you ONE picture beclaws... well, I don't want any FAINTING and stuffs going on out there in Blogville.