We didnt sit up in the stands for too long before the feeder went off, spraying corn all over the ground. It wasnt much, but they were waiting for it. One deer and a group of black turkeys strolled in. At first I thought it was a doe, because while it’s head was on the ground eating the turkeys kept getting in the way so I couldnt see too well. But we saw that it was a 3 pointer, which is legal, but just barely, like an 18 year old on their birthday. That just didnt set right with me.
“Go ahead and take the shot”, my dad said. So I raised my gun, turned off the safety, put my finger on the trigger, looked down the scope… put down my gun. “I cant do it”.
“Oh well, I came prepared”. My dad reached into his bag and took something out, a bullet is what I guessed. I couldnt look, as he loaded the thing. I could hear the sound of metal on metal, “just hold on” I said to myself, “just one loud explosion and it’ll be all over with”
He was aiming, focusing in on his target. Getting a nice, clean shot, at least it was going to go down quick. I was growing anxious, I thought to myself “just get it over with”. And then, all of a sudden,
*click*
I heard the sound of a camera being wound up to take another shot. Again, he focused in on the deer and took another snapshot.
*click*
The young deer looked up, saw us, and scampered off into the woods never to be seen again. The turkey all gobbled up a storm and followed suit.
“These will make a good Christmas gift for grandpa”, he said.
Comments (4)
Awww, that’s a nice story
I’m glad you didn’t shoot the deer, I was worried the whole post 
Looking at pictures taken in the wood has always made me feel nice inside, I can’t imagine what it must feel like to actually take the picture itself. It must be a rewarding feeling.
Ha, yeah, the mario kart song is very cute and very awesomely done!
That read almost like fiction … interesting. Glad the deer/turkeys were okay as well
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i could never shoot the damn deer either. my dad tried taking me hunting, but they are to cute to shoot. anyways, glad i’m not the only sentimental one out there.
I feared this story was going to end with a “I’m disappointed in you, I wish I had a better son” kind of ending. I’m glad it didn’t. Nice writing style. It was very interesting to read.