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Come on guys share your hunting stories. We all have them that hunt. I'm Proud of RJ being a snake hunter. Some people can smell a snake when they're around.
 
Do any of you watch Storage Wars? This guy bid on a storage and when they opened it up there were a lot of aquariums full of Pythons. The Snake Man they called out to estimate what they could get said 5000.00. He said they don't have to eat for 3 months. They were skinny but alive. The couple that won the storage building sold the Snakes to the Snake man for 2650.00. Snakes are gross and I can't see them being pets.
 
I know the hunter you are so I have no doubt that you got two at one time. They do squad up together but the first and last thing need to be explained.
 
This isn't exactly a hunting story but we were at the lease. It was raining so I'm running around the trailer trying to get his hunting gear together. He told me to be still and we started smelling a skunk. I froze. It was right under the trailer so we waited and waited and didn't move a bone. Finally the skunk comes out waddling with his tail straight up in the air. The skunk smell didn't smell like the kind of sprays on the road. It had a strong burning smell on him or her. If she wouldn't spray I might of brought her home. Of course she would of had to be checked for rabies she was really cute.
 
Also made friends with a possum. I called him Charley and would go out and feed him every night. He ate everything then we don't go to the lease for a weekend and found out that BIL had shot Charley. BIL still hasn't heard the end of what he did to Charley and never will quit hearing it. You can't eat Possum unless your a Beverly Hillbilly. I call BIL Jethro.
 
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LOL OFB, My husband can shoot his limit of dove every time but then he gives them away.

The best way to cook dove.

Shoot a mess of dove. Clean them. Go to the store and buy a case of beer and some good steaks. Go home, drink the beer, throw away the dove, cook the steaks.
 
Shane I know you have tons of hunting stories. We saw the pictures. Come on and tell us all about them. I've been waiting on you to let yours rip.
 
Hi RJ...are you having a good time. I know you are just have to ask and tell you hi. Glad you have your computer with you. You being gone across the world is hard to take. But I know your having a great time with my little hero. Tell your son we love him from Texas.
 
LOL OFB I love your humor. I was thinking you were going to marinate the dove in the beer. I take it your not a dove lover either. I used to have to pluck feathers and pull their little heads off. My sister, brother and I would be covered in dove feathers. We learned an easy way to do it now. Stick your finger inside the area where you pull the head off then pull. There you go. The legs are pulled off and only a few feathers on the dove to be washed. That was so much easier.
 
Dove shedding is kind a like cleaning fish. My dad taught me where to take their heads off. Were not into fish heads. You cut them at a slant and he found the neatest contraption that I call shuckers to clean the gills off the fish. First cut the head, throw it in the garbage bag. Then cut the fins on the top and bottom of fish pull them off with pliers cause they hurt when the stick you. Then throw the fins in a trashbag. Next take the shuckers and catch hold at the front end of the fish and roll those gills completely off then put them in the trashbag then you have a perfect skinned bass or crappie. Catfish is different. That's his job. Me My sister and brother used to take a butter knife and get the gills off that way.
 
Hey rainman. While you're in England, see if they're filming the BBC show Top Gear. You gotta like Jeremy Clarkson. He gets to drive the world' hottest cars for a living and has punched Piers Morgan in the nose. Some guys get to have all the fun.
 
Smokey Pork and Beef is my favorite also. I don't like the smell of chicken cooking. But have you ever tasted quail? It's white meat. Any quail on our lease is a no no for me because they are so beautiful. We were riding around in the pasture just to blow time and DSH stops and turns the key off. I asked him (whispered) where is the deer I don't see one and he tells me to look right in front of the truck and there are about 15 quail jumping a log crossing the road. That was the end of any quail hunting period. They weren't afraid of us just kind of went on their Merry Way.
 
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