Killin Pheasants
I ruined a pheasants morning in Canada. Then we ate it. That was out in the country in Canada. (with my Uncle). The dogs name is Trump and he is the shit. I never really shot & killed anything before. Well, with a 12 guage at least. I feel like this added to my survival skills ( for post apocalypse slash the collapse of modern world) Cause when it all comes crashin you best be shootin up some food cause K-marts gonna be all out beyotch.
I’m in Indiana (Notre Dame) now with Steve for this week. (Wreaking Havoc on South Bend) Its different not working everyday. Seems like the days go by so much slower, but in a good way. Pictures forthcoming.
Special thanks to Mr. Steve Pasquini for all the clay shooting sessions back in the day.
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