This column was written early in my Wisconsin life. Some of my views about hunting have changed over the years.
Once a hunter jumped out of his truck, grabbed his gun, and sited on Bob who was walking to machinery in the field with fuel oil. It was obvious Bob wasn’t a deer but the hunter continued to point his gun toward him. So you can see why I’m not happy with all hunters.
There’s a good group of hunters who come out to Sunnybook Farm. I haven’t heard yet if they were successful this year. There were plenty of signs of deer here and a lot of crop damage, too, a good reason to trim the herd.
At the end of the season, the end of 2020, we’re making plans for family members to take a chance, too, like last year when Bob watched David and Eli walk up the lane and back to the house in the snow.