It was a nice evening on Thanksgiving so Dad and Noah thought they would make a trip to the blind. After a number of deer ate most of the corn, a small pack of hogs moved in and scared the deer away. Noah saw the hogs first and the excitement ensued. With little time, we got a shot off and dropped the hog and, again, Noah was the first confirm that the hog was down as he was hard to see. This time the hog was not in a pit of mud so it was much easier to clear this time. Noah's comment to all of this, "One down and a million to go!".
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