What a day. The boys went on their first dove hunt today. Up before the sun. New camo shirts. New .410 shotgun. Sleepy and excited little dudes. The greatest Uncle in the World® even came along with us. Living up to his title, Uncle Vaughn bought them some donut holes for breakfast. He kept them entertained on the drive out to the field with crazy songs and potty humor.
This was a great year to have their first dove hunt, because the dove population is seemingly very high. It has been many years since I have seen so many flying. The boys got to take as many shots as they wanted. I helped them hold the shotgun, and made sure they followed all the rules. I've always been a gun owner so they have always been taught gun safety, but it was cool to see how much they remember when it is was time to actually shoot. They both did so well. Neither of them bagged a bird, but it was enough for them to just be out there...shooting, fetching birds, picking up shells, shouting, "Dove!" when they saw one. So cool. Afterward, Uncle Vaughn treated us to Cracker Barrel for breakfast. Mmmm. My man.
This was one of those days I will never forget.
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