Greetings, Sports Fans;

Well, I survived another dove hunt. I managed to break my cot, lose my cap, and left my bath towel there. But, at least,nobody got shot. We killed quite a few birds, this year. They were smaller that usual, but more of them. David Vaught brought some decoys and a mechanical dove that had fluttering wings. Buddy, let me tell ya, that was a "Dove Magnet". I've seen them advertised, and I thought, "Yeah, right." David said he had hunted with another guy the previous weekend, and that guy had one. He was so impressed that he ordered one from Cabelas and paid an extra $30 to overnight it to him, so he would have it for this weekend. It was unbelievable. We also killed a few brain cells, but that is to be expected. My homemade pickled eggs were a hit, as usual. When they went to play golf, I got stuck babysitting Brent's youngest. If you ever get that opportunity, DON'T! We came back home just ahead of the cold front, so I went ahead and mowed the grass that afternoon. Good thing! We got 3" rain that night. Sure needed it, too. I think it rained fire ants, too. I've gone through 2 jugs of killer, this week. It sure has been a mild summer. Still, I'm ready for cooler temps. Cows are fat and happy. Chickens are still sporadic. Might get 5 one day and 1 the next. Well, that's about all the news for now. Later, dudes and dudettes.