Daddy Killed A Deer!

So Daddy got a deer tonight (ahem about time ahem). Eli thought it was cool . . . from a distance. This was all because the one time he ventured close to the deer, it happened to slip a little in the back of the truck (gravity and all) and Eli thought the dead deer was then moving and it freaked him out - which cracked ME up seeing him run screaming across the yard that The Deer Was Alive. With all that in mind, while we were taking the customary redneck hunter with dead deer photos I was shocked when Eli ran over to take part. So here are my guys tonight after The Big Kill. Give us three to five days then head on over for some chili, mkay? And Rock On, Daddy, for getting such an awesome deer!