The One About Deer Season

This post is solely for Ernie.  He got his buck Saturday morning.  It's no big secret that I am not a fan of deer season.  In fact, I hate it.  I hate the long, boring stories of the hunt, the gunshots ringing out, and the dead carcass hanging in the garage.  I am thankful Ernie got his buck opening morning, and I don't have to suffer through an entire week.  Because I am a good wife, I will share the dead animal pictures on my blog.