Going Coon Hunting!

One summer after noon the gang (my brother and I and two cousins) decided to go coon hunting. One of my cousins had a really good coon dog.We set a time to go and got all the things together we might need. Things like candy bars and something to drink for the hunt. Were going to take a .22 rifle, you never know what you might run into out in the woods (no bears I hope). My Brother being the oldest (he’s the boss) announced “alright you guys its time to go”! We collected all our stuff, got the dog, and we were off to the woods while whistling a few tunes and talking about the big coon the dog was going to tree!

Raccoon Hubting!We finely got to the area where we could turn the dog loose. After about ten minutes the dog started barking, after a short time we heard the dog tree something. We hurried along as fast as we could, its not easy getting there through the woods. Reaching the area where the dog was. To our surprise there was no tree there, the dog had something cornered in a big patch of bushes. We could not see what it was. We walked around the large bunch of bushes and small trees about six foot tall trying to see what it was, but with no luck my cousin said “I’M GOING IN TO SEE”! “Oh no you’re not man you don’t know what’s in there!” I replied. For all we new it could have been a diamond back rattle snake! But knowing how he loved his dog he would do any thing to get his dog out of the bushes.

We stood around for a little while wandering what we should do, and then my cousin in a loud voice said, “I’m going in and get my dog out of there”! We tried to stop him, even my brother being the boss tried to stop him. He was determined to go in to the tall bushes any way. As he disappeared into the bushes we backed up about ten steps. We just stood there in amazement that he would do such a thing! Then all of a sudden he yells scarring the heck out of us. You would think the way those bushes were moving around in there it was a bear! He came out of the bushes with his dog faster then he went in!

After all that had just happened, we finely found out what the dog had cornered. There was this smell you never ever forget! A skunk had sprayed him and the dog! The odor was so bad that we left the area in a hurry, my cousin following a long way behind us! We were laughing all the way home “we told you not to go in the bushes! But you wouldn’t listen!” we would tell him. Arriving home my cousin started into the house when his mother hollered at him and said “You are not coming in here until you take your clothes off and burn them and take a bath”!

Well what can I say except when you don’t know what’s in the bushes maybe you should just stay out.

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3 Responses to “Going Coon Hunting!”

  1. HannahBanana Says:

    Hey Grandpa,
    Cant Wait until December I Will be Seeing You
    Oh Yah Im Going Salad Bowl Sleding

    -Hannah Tompkins

    (p.s. I love you say hi to grandmommy for me)

  2. HannahBanana Says:

    i luv that story…

    Hee Hee Ha Ha

  3. How To Hunt » Blog Archive » Going Coon Hunting! Says:

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