One Nation, Under God

I owe it to Jem

I was ready to be done.

Put the guns away.

Rest my weary bones.

I’ve been hunting since September. Back then it was easy. Crawl out of bed at dark-thirty. Get dressed. Heat the coffee. Load the dogs in the truck and hunt for a couple of hours before it got hot.

The easy hunting lasted into November, but the seasons didn’t really change until recently. Now it’s winter. The high today is supposed to be in the mid teens. It’s snowing.

The appeal of the warm house is undeniable.

But there are only a few days left and I owe it to the dogs -- especially Jem -- to hunt until the end...

 

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