Dan and Monica went duck hunting and didn't get anything, but I got a picture of Dan with his bow. He called a mallard in but his arrow fell off his bow, so he missed it. He got upset that I didn't have my gun in my hands. It was freezing and we maybe saw three, at most, birds fly over. It was a lame day, but we just enjoyed chillin' out in the blind.
Dan has been pheasant hunting a few times lately. Once with Sam and the other with my brother and his friends. He shot this pheasant with Sam and got a jackrabbit while he was with my brother. He's had fun getting out and trying new places and attempting to hunt with dogs. He dreams of having a hunting dog someday, but I don't want one. We'll see what happens over the years and see if he's still dead set on a hunting dog.
Pretty soon we'll be ready for ice fishing!
