The day after Christmas, Tommy left for his white-tail deer hunt up around the Safford area. After many days of hunting, being rained on, snowed on, freezing his buns off, he finally shot a little two point. I think he did it mostly for me. I think he thought if he didn't come back with something, I would never let him go hunting again. We were excited for the meat and my boys were excited to see the head (gross).
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