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Hunter's Wife....

Before you scroll down to the picture below read this! So, the other week Jeremy shot a deer. It was a very cold weekend so when he got home on Saturday night he just left the deer in the back of his truck overnight. The girls and I were invited to go outside and look at the deer the next morning. Right before I looked over the edge of the bed of his truck I had this moment of..."Do I really want to see this, because this picture will be in my mind forever. Is this really am image that I want to put in my brain?!" But I looked anyway. The poor thing was frozen and the rigamortis had definitely set in. Jeremy's yanking the thing trying to get it to the edge of the truck so that the girls can see it. Hayden is sitting on the tailgate of the truck crying because she's terrified that this stiff deer is coming towards her. Layne is clapping and cheering as daddy is repeatedly banging the deer's nose/head on the inside walls of the bed of the truck. And I am just squinting my eyes so that I can at least block out some of what's going on-but I just can't stop looking. That morning Jerm was going to take the deer to the processor before church. He was going to take one of the girls with him. I quickly decided that Layne would be the one going. Here was the reasoning that went through my head during this split second decision. Number one-she was clapping and cheering during the whole experience. Number two-she is so young that she will most likely not be scared for life from this experience. It probably won't make the cut as one of her early childhood memories!

Hunting is one of those things to me that's just fine for Jerm to do until he actually kills something. Then I have this overwhelming sense to go out into nature and feed as many animals as possible. I even feel like I need to sign to them and teach them all about hunters and their tricks. I know that it sounds crazy, but I just feel so bad. I mean, Snow White did it.....why can't I!?

Now jumping to this past weekend. Jerm went hunting and stopped at the processor on his way home so that he could pick up the meat. When he got home he put all the meat in coolers because we were giving it to a family at DP. He then crashed on the couch for the rest of the night because he was sick. Later that night I went out into the garage to put something in our freezer out there. Our freezer is in between our two trucks against the front wall. As I rounded the back passenger side of my truck I saw something sticking out of the back of Jerm's truck-yes I did a full blown double take. As I walked closer to his truck I saw.....OH MY GOSH......now the florescent in our garage are just about to go out so there is this very dim eerie feeling to the whole scene. OH MY GOSH....I am blinking repeatedly as I was closer to make sure that I am really seeing what I think I am seeing....OH MY GOSH....I AM really seeing what I think I am seeing.......

Not only did Jerm bring the deer MEAT home but he brought the dang deer HEAD home too! Talk about a freaky thing to see at 10pm under flickering florescent lights!!

I love the random birthday gift bag that's back there too. Was his plan to gift wrap it or something?!

His explanation for this madness is that he is going to do a "European Mount" for this deer so he got the head back....intact!! If you are interested to see what a European Mount is see below! Now, this IS NOT his deer and I really hope that he doesn't do the whole neck/backbone mount thing. Just the head is enough-thank you! Maybe this one will stay in the garage and keep his turkey fans some company. As most of you know, we already have two of the....how would you say it......"made to look like they were just killed 5 minutes ago and mounted" deer in our BEDROOM!

Oh the joy of being married to a hunter....at least I get some great stories out of it!!