Last year during deer season, Hubby determined Thing 1 is a pretty good shot. He set a cup up about 100 yards away, and when the boy shot, they thought he had missed. It was still standing. Upon further inspection, however, they learned he had hit it so dead center it hadn't moved.
This year, he is putting the skill to good use. Earlier this year he went squirrel hunting:
Today was youth season. He spied an unsuspecting buck. He aimed. He shot. He scored!
His first buck. It's a banner day.
His celebration wish? Bob Evans. Of course.
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