If seeing pictures of dead deer do NOT make you squeamish, please read on!
The rifle season ended yesterday, so there will be no more hunting until after Christmas when they will be back at it again for muzzleloader season.
Since hunting is such a part of life here in the Garvin household, I couldn't let a deer season go by without a post dedicated to it.
The first kill of the season...two doe. Max was quite impressed!
Steve, Bob's hunting buddy here in Danville got this nice buck. For weeks, whenever Max saw Dr. Lillmars he gave him a rousing, "Nice buck, Dr. Lillmars! Good Job Dr. Lillmars!"
This picture requires some explaining. Bob shot this doe. When he walked up to it, he realized it was still alive. Instead of shooting it again from point blank range he decided to simply slit its throat. Now I have tried telling him that his name is just "Bob", not "Deerslayer", but he just isn't convinced. So anyway, he had the deer's neck in one hand, knife in the other ready to make the kill when the doe gave a fight for it's life...the deer wasn't havin' any of that! Well, in the end the knife cut Bob's hand instead. The doe did end up dying too, so not all was lost.
After all the excitement, Bob realized he had lost quite a bit of blood. So he called his good buddy Steve and Steve, being an orthopedic surgeon took him to the ER and stitched up his hand. But that's not all...he dragged out Bob's deer, gutted it, skinned it and quartered it too!! Now that's the kind of buddy to have!
Another doe...Max keeps wishing for a buck, but a doe keeps his excitement going.
The Garvin Family Processors
With all the deer we've processed, we've got it down to a science. Now that the kids want to help, the process is beginning to get quicker. Emily is grinding, I am packaging, Sam is weighing, and Jack is sealing. And Max is there to cheer us all on.
In the end a freezer full of meat is a satisfying feeling.