My bird is sleeping...
On Saturday we had a few friends over for a 4 wheeler ride. It was the first time one of my girlfriends had ever been on a 4 wheeler and she LOVED it. We left our house and headed up to the tower (where I took Carey and Breezy last fall). We took some drinks with us and had a really fun day. The second stop was at a camp on the Ottawa River and the third stop was at a remote lake.
It was at this third stop that we met up with a guy who was out partridge hunting with his Dad and two daughters. The girls were sooooo freakin' cute. They were 7 and 3 and had long blonde curly hair. They wore hunter orange fleece and were having a blast. The 7 year old was walking around carrying a dead partridge and cradling it in her arms like a puppy. The partridge's head was flopping around and she's gently pick it up and reposition it as she petted it. She told my friend that her bird was sleeping. *snort* We had had a couple drinks by this point and had a lot of trouble keeping our giggles on the inside.
Can you say redneck?
posted by lights | 6:55 p.m.
11 Comments:
Redneck.
Little girls are always so sweet. If she had been a boy she would have been twirling the dead partidge by its neck and making shooting sounds.
This disturbs me.
Redneck!
Was that my outside voice?
And a deeeaad partridge in a pear treeeeee.
There sure are a lot of rednecks in blogland. *grin*
I thought of the "12 Days of Chrismas" song, too.
Was the little girl's name "Sarah," by any chance?
I thought of the poor blind girl from Dumb and Dumber. Next she'll be duct taping it's head back on.
LOL! All I could think as I read this was how much *I* want to come spend a day with you. :)
MM, you really would need to spend more than just one day. *grin*
*sings* I'm a Redneck Woman!
Wake up your bird.
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