And so is my cousin Sargent (Sarge). He is not always a very good boy. I don't know if I will be able to do blogs while he is here. I doesn't let me do the things I want to do. He is sort of like the
GRINCH. A big old bully.
As soon as Thanksgiving Dinner is over my dad will start to hunt deer again. I hope he gets one. I like those. I am glad that he did not get any bear poop though. It wasn't good.
If I don't get back to my blog,,, have a very wonderful Thanksgiving. Remember, don't eat the turkey bones. They are not good.