Hunting with John and Marine
On Tuesday John and I went hunting up on the hill. Mark was going further in the hollar in hopes of seeing some deer. We had just crossed over the creek when we heard marine (the dog) running up towards us. Now marine really is a nice protective dog. He loves John and Joan and he got to know Mark and I. Marine is also very very fast. I think his long legs give him the ability to cover some ground really fast. And he's lean and when he runs you can see the muscles going to work. Whatever you do, don't hit him in the head because if you do I think you'd be minus a hand.
So John catches marine and takes him back and puts him in the fence. As John and I are quietly making our way up the hill we hear something running through the leaves and as we turn we see marine running up to us. So John takes him back again and I wait for John.
We finally get to the spot where we think we might see some deer cross, and wouldn't you know it, marine is tracking us and runs up to us. John once again takes marine back and this time puts him in the barn across the creek. As John is getting back and sitting down, somehow marine gets out and follows John and is up to my position before John gets there. Now what do we do????
So I tell John to tie marine to the tree we are sitting next to and marine is pacing back and forth, and eventually just stands next to John. Thats not bad except for one thing. I am on the opposite side of the tree and marines rear end is in my face. The first thing that went through my mind was, "did he eat any gumbo or the mexican food we had the last couple of days".
Eventually marine just layed down between John and I and took a good nap. I slowly turned to John to let him know only to find that John also had fallen asleep. I think Justin had given him some pointers.
So I'm sitting there with John asleep and marine asleep also. What a peaceful afternoon. A cool breeze is blowing the leaves are off the trees, and we could see for quite some distance. I can hear the squirrels running across the leaves, and I also hear the woodpeckers going to work on some trees not too far away. As I glance through my scope I am thinking, what if I have to take a shot, what is marine going to do. Now that's a scarry thought. This huge dog is going to be so startled that he's probably going to take my neck off. Right about now is when I start to pray, please Lord don't let me see any deer while the big doggy with the big teeth is asleep. I think he heard my prayers because I didn't see any deer. Now if that ain't answered prayer I don't know what is.
Eventually John and marine wake up and as I am looking over onto the next hill that's when it happens. Marine sticks his tongue in my ear. yyyuuuccchhh. Talk about one nasty we willy. He starts licking the side of my face like a kid licking a new lollipop. At first I thought a ninja squirrel had snuck up, or down the tree and was trying to insult me but then I realized it was marine. Now we were sitting on the side of the hill and as I tried to get away from marine I started to slide down the hill but was able to hold on to the tree. Well so much for hunting, I think we scarred off all the deer in this county so we went back and sat on the porch.
So John catches marine and takes him back and puts him in the fence. As John and I are quietly making our way up the hill we hear something running through the leaves and as we turn we see marine running up to us. So John takes him back again and I wait for John.
We finally get to the spot where we think we might see some deer cross, and wouldn't you know it, marine is tracking us and runs up to us. John once again takes marine back and this time puts him in the barn across the creek. As John is getting back and sitting down, somehow marine gets out and follows John and is up to my position before John gets there. Now what do we do????
So I tell John to tie marine to the tree we are sitting next to and marine is pacing back and forth, and eventually just stands next to John. Thats not bad except for one thing. I am on the opposite side of the tree and marines rear end is in my face. The first thing that went through my mind was, "did he eat any gumbo or the mexican food we had the last couple of days".
Eventually marine just layed down between John and I and took a good nap. I slowly turned to John to let him know only to find that John also had fallen asleep. I think Justin had given him some pointers.
So I'm sitting there with John asleep and marine asleep also. What a peaceful afternoon. A cool breeze is blowing the leaves are off the trees, and we could see for quite some distance. I can hear the squirrels running across the leaves, and I also hear the woodpeckers going to work on some trees not too far away. As I glance through my scope I am thinking, what if I have to take a shot, what is marine going to do. Now that's a scarry thought. This huge dog is going to be so startled that he's probably going to take my neck off. Right about now is when I start to pray, please Lord don't let me see any deer while the big doggy with the big teeth is asleep. I think he heard my prayers because I didn't see any deer. Now if that ain't answered prayer I don't know what is.
Eventually John and marine wake up and as I am looking over onto the next hill that's when it happens. Marine sticks his tongue in my ear. yyyuuuccchhh. Talk about one nasty we willy. He starts licking the side of my face like a kid licking a new lollipop. At first I thought a ninja squirrel had snuck up, or down the tree and was trying to insult me but then I realized it was marine. Now we were sitting on the side of the hill and as I tried to get away from marine I started to slide down the hill but was able to hold on to the tree. Well so much for hunting, I think we scarred off all the deer in this county so we went back and sat on the porch.
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