My First Deer :)

 Hey everyone!! It’s Kylee back at it again with another blog post. So, for today’s topic, I want to talk about a hobby of mine. I have been going hunting for as many years as I can remember. I have always gone with my dad hunting as well. This is always a good time because me and I make so many good memories together that I will never forget. I will never forget my first deer kill because of how it happened. It was like it was meant to happen like it was a script in a play. Me and my dad were sitting in a blind that was right next to a cornfield. The cornfield was cut down so you could see pretty much everything. Dad had a shooting stick and had it underneath the crossbow because I was too little to hold the crossbow up myself. We sat in this blind for a good while. We honestly thought that we were not going to see anything.

 

Next thing I know we are just sitting there, and Dad says deer. And I say where of course and he says that it is going to walk in front of us. So, little me gets all ready and starts aiming into the scope and he says to shoot, and I couldn’t see the deer yet. I just kept telling my dad I can’t see it; I can’t see it. Finally, I saw this deer in my scope, it turned out to be a doe, and I aimed right in that sweet spot and pulled the trigger. This deer ran up to the top of the hill, looked at us, and fell over dead in its tracks. Every time I tell this story I laugh because this doe just looks at us and falls over. That was the easiest tracking job in the world. I also love telling this story because back when I was young like this, I got super excited each time I shot a deer, and with this being my first my dad was super proud and we will never forget this memory for years to come.