This is a series of texts between my brother Clint and his 12 year old son, Hunter. Clint bought 19 acres in Normangee this year and got a few feeders running. Hunter was in a lock on in the back of the property and Clint was in a popup at the front. This just happened within the last hour:
Hunter:
just shot a hog
i swear
omg
i saw it hit but it was high
he squealed when i hit
so ik it hit
it hit high
but it hit him
i see blood on my arrows feathers from here bc they where yellow and white and now i can see red
there was two and i shot the one in front and he took of into thick brush and i kept listening and he was on a death run just plowing through and then it stopped moving and died is what it sounded like
Clint:
Which way did he run?
straight behind the feeder
toward back fence
where he came from
where both of them came from
From Clint to me:
15 yards from feeder!
Super excited for both of them. This is the first year for both of them to bowhunt. Love seeing new bowhunters get excited.
Hunter:
just shot a hog
i swear
omg
i saw it hit but it was high
he squealed when i hit
so ik it hit
it hit high
but it hit him
i see blood on my arrows feathers from here bc they where yellow and white and now i can see red
there was two and i shot the one in front and he took of into thick brush and i kept listening and he was on a death run just plowing through and then it stopped moving and died is what it sounded like
Clint:
Which way did he run?
straight behind the feeder
toward back fence
where he came from
where both of them came from
From Clint to me:
15 yards from feeder!
Super excited for both of them. This is the first year for both of them to bowhunt. Love seeing new bowhunters get excited.
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