first deer

The car ride to the cabin was long, as usual. I enjoyed the time with my grandfather, though. His eyes were like a hawk, he would see everything. We would drive by fields of snow. Back by the tree line I wouldn’t see anything, but he would pull over and check out the wildlife with his binoculars. Then after he pointed them out to me I would realize what I missed. We arrived at …showed first 75 words of 1079 total…

…showed last 75 words of 1079 total…and then tied that rope to the four-wheeler. I drove back up to the cabin and with the help of my grandfather; we hoisted him up to hang from a tree. I took him home the next day and I cut him up. We ate venison for dinner that night, and it was delicious. My hunting season for this year was over and I enjoyed the meat for the next couple of months. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ **Bibliography**