Tuesday, November 15, 2011

Originally posted

I feel like I am breaking some unwritten rule if I don't post a photo each post...it is totally unrelated to the real post.

I was trying to visit a few blogs this morn, and ran into A Funny Deer Tale...I thought it was hilarious.  It remind me of the following post that I did in August of 2008.  Everyone that hears this story and knows Roger, gets a good laugh from it.  We even bring it up when it is just the two of us, and still laugh about it.  so surely between the link above and this one of mine, you will have a smile on your face.
So here goes...and keep in mind that it is my husband that it happens to...it was originally called

A Hunting Story...

Abraham Lincoln of the Brookville Daily Photo wrote a story about one of his hunting excursions. Being the wife of a hunter and sister to hunters before that, I could identify with a lot he said. About 5:00 being the witching hour for hunters, or for my husband when he is meeting fellow hunters it is sometimes even earlier. Also, unlike rotten apples to disguise the human smell, hunters now have doe urine. I wouldn't want to mistake that for my perfume, now would I, but that is beside the point.

This is a story of one of my husband's hunting trips. A few years ago he decided to hunt out on property near the orchard where I worked. It actually belonged to the brother of my boss. A day or two before the planned hunting trip, he and his buddy went out to decide where they were going to put their tree stands, and in so doing had to hack out a path through some of the undergrowth.

On the morning of the hunt, they met here before going out there...it is at the most 10 minutes from here. They get out of the truck out there and the farm cat greets them. It is young, not even a year old. Roger pets it just a second and he and his buddy proceed down the path...they get to the 'y' in the path and his buddy goes one way while he goes they other. The cat follows my husband.

He is hunting with bow and arrows, and hunting from a climbing tree stand. So he gets to the tree he has chosen to use, and gets his tree stand situated on it and climbs up the tree. I am not familiar enough with the process to paint a good picture, but it is a tree stand that he does the physical climbing with. It has two parts....one part is the actual seat and the other is the part he stands on....THIS is a video from you tube and does show how his works.

When climbing up to a tree stand, he always ties his bow to a long rope and once he gets up as high as he is going to go, he pulls the bow up with the rope. He gets up and gets situated...he hears this meow. It is still practically dark, so he kind of looks but doesn't see anything. He sits back, and he hears it again! And he can hear it so plain...he does not have the best of hearing. So he gets his flashlight out and bends way over the tree stand while shining it all around and still doesn't see anything.

He sits back again and hears it again! And he felt something on his legs...he looks down at his feet and there sits the kitty! It had sat by his feet as he climbed up the tree. It proceeded to climb up into his arms, purring all the while, and doing the rubbing thing that cats do when they are happy to see you. He held it out at arm's length and dropped it!

Did it run for home you might ask. The answer would be no. It played around the bottom of the tree my husband was in, chasing leaves or anything else that caught it's imagination. After a while of playing, it climbed out onto a dead log and went to sleep!

This is an honest tale; I don't have the imagination to make something like this up. And this is only the tip of the iceberg--things like this continually happen to my husband, my older daughter, and my husband's cousin.



11 comments:

Denise said...

The true life tales are always the more interesting ones. Well told and you write so well. Now I'm off to read the deer tale. Thanks for the link.

Ginny said...

This is too funny! That sure is one devoted cat!!!

Betsy from Tennessee said...

Cute-cute-cute Rose... I laughed outloud.... Thanks for sharing.
Hugs,
Betsy

Montanagirl said...

Hilarity! You did a nice job of portraying the whole incident!

Cheryl @ The Farmer's Daughter said...

That is a cute story, Rose! Thanks for stopping by my blog and commenting and letting me know about your deer story! Who knew deer tales could be so funny? :D
You have a nice blog here and I'll sign up as your newest follower. Hope to see you at TFD again!

Ellie said...

Oh what a cute tale - sounds as if you hubby has a friend for life lol.
Your story made me smile thanks for sharing.

Judy said...

That is too funny Rose! I always love your stories.

Sandra said...

I love true life tales and this is a great one, and I am thinking he did NOT get a deer. i read the deer roping yesterday and laughed until it hurt, i read it out loud to my husband and we laughed until we cried. anyone reading this comment if you did not go read the deer roping don't miss it.

don said...

That's quite a story! I like your unrelated shot too.

EG Wow said...

I enjoyed that tale. Roger must a really nice guy to attract a cat like that. I think most cats know good people when they meet them.

Mary said...

Funny....I'm surprised it didn't just climb right back up and join him again. Kittens are so persistent :-)

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