Timmy found a hobby. Gopher hunting. It's not like him to be preoccupied, but nowadays, if there's a free moment, it's all "Where's my gun?"
He was excited to take me out and teach me. He arranged a babysitter and off we went on our gopher hunting date.
I was sad for the first while, but then it got super fun. As long as I wasn't close-up, as in eye to eye, with the poor gopher.
Tim shot these two in one shot by accident. This is honestly how we found them. They were gopher lovers. After this incident, I wasn't really in the mood for shooting anymore.
3 comments:
Chris and I were laughing so hard at this post! So sad...but really funny at the same time.
I can't believe Timmy was able to talk you into this!! What a good wife :-) I don't think I could have done it...poor little gophers...at least they died together, in each other's arms.
i guess we can still be friends :-)
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