It's deer hunting season here in New York.
And for the first time in I don't know how long — now that I live in the City of Poughkeepsie — I can go outside with Kate for her necessities, and she doesn't immediately turn tail and run back inside when there is the sound of a shotgun.
Heck, it's a relief for me too, not having to wear orange. A totally unflattering color.
Quick story.
A friend of mine was weekending up in Shekomeko and was a jogger. She asked a couple of locals if she would be OK running during hunting season while wearing an electric lime green top.
Absolutely not, the locals said. You must wear hunter's orange.
The electric lime green top was color that, under no circumstances, did not exist in nature.
The concept that a hunter would not recognize that fact and blast away was hilarious to me.
My friend, however, chose to wear orange.
Saturday, November 17, 2007
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NEVER take what a 'hunter' might or might not do! Majority of guys who go hunting are careful and consciencious...BUT I used to hunt, and I was shot at once...I looked through my binoculars and saw a guy waving to me on the next ridge-he was looking through the scope of his rifle!!, and I heard a rifle cocked while I was walking on a trail to my spot in the pitch black dark!!! I DO NOT let my 80lb brindle Boxer out in my back yard without me during hunting season...people DO stupid things.
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