It was 29 degrees this morning and warmed up to 70 by noon. Nobody saw a deer today except Doug. He saw a half-rack 8-pointer this morning and 3 does tonight. When dad and I came out of the woods at noon we saw a small 8-pointer and a dandy shooter 8-pointer in a wide open field chasing a doe. We’re going to sit until 10am in the morning, pack up and head for Kansas. This week has been tough hunting. The heat during the day has been tough as well as all of the non-resident hunters that are all over the place. We’ve seen less deer this year than any other year that we’ve hunted here. The only exception might be the year that blue tongue disease ravaged the area in 2007.
Through the course of the week we have adopted a cat and named it Bob. We named it Bob because it’s tail is bobbed. It sleeps with Brett and Dad depending on the night. The cat looks like its in good shape, but it’s in no hurry to leave. I think Brett would take it home if he had room.
The cat we named Bob. It will be sad to leave him behind.
