Hunting Season >>>----->

It's that time of the year for all the hunts to start.

You name it,

people will be hunting it.

 

We are fond of this season ,

but,

while the majority of people are out hunting

deer,

elk,

bears,

moose,

ducks & geese,

We are hunting a more lively animal...

 

The Chicken.

 

Which is much harder to catch due to the swiftness & endurance these creatures have.

You have to harness all of your energy.

Be as quiet as a mouse.

Willing to take a plunge into all sorts of filth.

Crazy enough to keep doing it.

 

We are all of those things & more.

 

The time came for us to drive to Willard.

A small town.

Where we were allowed to hunt these chickens.

they said they would give us cross-bows,

but they soon came to their senses.

 

We were using our bare hands & a machete.

Hollah.

 

Vera caught sight of a chicken.

Began to chase it madly about the yard.

Cornering it,

hissing & growling at it as well.

The key here is intimidation.

 

Ethel Ray came around to grab it but the blasted thing escaped.

We ran after it again,

being the obvious entertainment for the viewers around us.

Vera had her eyes on the prize

& was not going to let that chicken win.

 

That chicken was going to die. 

 

Ethel Ray found joy in taking pictures with the other animals,

because her attention span is slim to none.

This is the product of what happens when Vera is left to catch things all on her own.

 

 While this was taking place Vera caught the chicken & sent it to the sacrifice log.

 

 

 

Where we cut off its head...

& Vera obviously held it...

& it winked at her.

Our hunting experiences are not the most usual,

but they are a lot more eventful & quicker than most.

Don't hate.

 

We are individualists, we do what we want.