Twilight the Movie
Watching the deer running through the woods reminded me of a time I went deer hunting with my dad. I think I was around 10 or 12. He sent me with the dog (Blackey) down through a gully. He walked the ridge. I waited at the bottom for a good 15-20 minutes before I started walking to the other end of the gully. This gave him time to walk the ridge ahead of me and as my and the dog's noise would scare and therefore flush out any deer there, he'd be in position to shoot the deer and not risk hitting me. Either that hunting trip or another he had given me the keys to the car and I had walked up a dirt road, which he had asked me to. I had stowed the keys 'safely' in the pouch-pocket of my sweat shirt. Needless to say when I got to the top of the road the keys were gone. Oh the frantic search. I don't recall finding them so I suppose he did because we certainly didn't have a spare set. I must have been older for this trip because I didn't have a sweat shirt with a...