Three Gun Shots Woke me up....

Yesterday morning, I woke up to the sound of three gun shots. Sadness came rolling across me like a wave, then I sat up in bed and looked out the window. It was so foggy, you could barely see a thing. I thought well maybe they will have a chance, at least for a little while. But, the fog didn't last long as it was lifting I decided to take Sparky for a short walk. It was actually shorter than I had anticipated as just as soon as we turned the corner, we heard two more gun shots. And they were really close by and very loud coming from just across the field from the road we were on. I thought, should we risk it and keep going? but just as quickly as I had that thought, Sparky immediately turned and pretty much ran right back to the house with tail tucked down between his hind legs. We heard several more shots that morning, but most were more at a distance, even still the sadness kept edging up to my heart.

Later that morning we went out shopping for the day, as we drove down the road, there were cars parked along all the fields here and there, some there was only one car, some other fields had three or four. I kept wondering how many are going to survive. Driving away still can't help feeling sad about it. A big SUV drove past us in the opposite lane, there was some sort of a lift in the back, two front legs were sticking out to the middle of the road past the back end of the truck. I did not turn my head to look closer, I just looked the other way....

Shopping took my mind off it all afternoon that was nice, but just as soon as we drove back home, most of the cars were still parked in the fields....it was time for Sparky's evening walk. I decided NOT to go in our neck of the woods for fear of getting shot our selves, so I took him to the town of Amherst a few miles away and we walked around the town, down along a river, and then back through a cemetery. Are you allowed to walk dogs in a cemetery? I kept him on the road letting him sniff only the edges of the grass and some of the bushes, I didn't let him pee on anyones headstone and he had already went No. 2 twice before we got there so I thought why not. He didn't act scared so I didn't get spooked as it was started to turn to dusk. Still off in the distance I could hear a gun shot or two or three going off......

It's going to be a long two weeks. I heard the DNR extended the hunting season an extra week. I do understand the need to keep the population under control and sort of (but not really) understand the need to fulfil a certain hunter gatherer instinct; but even still I just don't understand at all how someone could point their gun at these faces and press the trigger.

These cute little guys were born this Year and are much larger now, there were actually three of them, and the family still comes to the water hole and drinks .... till yesterday anyways, and hopefully I'll see them again after this two week hunting season is over......