Blogging the Hunt

Old Sarge has shot hisself a buck this morning, but the bastard was inconsiderate enough to make it into the neighbor's field- and they're not home right now. The game warden told him to go ahead and get it, but Old Sarge and Oldest Son are waiting a bit just in case.
Oldest Son had to track the blood trail as Old Sarge is a little color blind- he can't see reds very well. Well yeah, that WOULD be a problem!

UPDATE:
Alas, the critter crossed over onto someone's property that is gated, locked and has NO Trespassing signs all over. Hunting etiquette being what it is, the guys can't track it any farther, as the property owner lives in Chicago and will not be out until the weekend. Damn shame. This is one aspect of hunting that reallly bothers me- leaving a wounded animal out there. It doesn't bother me that an animal is killed as long as it doesn't go to waste, but this? It doesn't sit well, and I know it will be bothering Old Sarge also.