Ethan and Romay are no longer "skunked" in the "I've never shot anything" category. Well, Jay took them on his daily duty to check his traps, along with the .22. Romay hit her bird right in the head, clean shot. Ethan made sure his didn't get away and shot it about three times. We proceeded to call gram Slwooko, Romay's teacher Corinne, and people in the hallway. They did the traditional give away of the first animal to elders, which was tickling in itself to see and hear about...the elder ladies sure did make them feel special. How did the tradition start (giving away the first animal)? Well, I'll tell you......Hmmm, I don't know, BUT ITS A TRADITION! (Fiddler on the Roof)
The other picture is of the Ermine Jay caught in his trap....he's caught maybe 10 or so, cute little furs and soft as ever. Jay and I dream of making a little parka out of them someday, well, more like me as soon as I can acquire the taste to sit and patiently sew one together. How ever does Grandma Slwooko do it?