About 7 a.m. this morning, my son shot his first deer before school started. Our little "hunting" dog, Petey, (ha ha) was looking out back and started barking at the shapes he saw moving around. The next thing I knew, John was yelling for me to "get the gun!" I told him he had to have his dad help him because his dad has the doe license and our son is being hunter mentored by him. His dad set him up, they went out, and John shot his first doe.
It was a quick, clean shot... great job John!
(John took off his orange vest while the picture was taken)