Last week when I wrote about P’s great new fashion accessory, he told me that I could mock if I wanted, but that hat was going to be the key to him shooting an elk with his bow. We made a deal that if he got an elk with his bow, I would post a picture of him with his trophy. This will now fall into the category of be careful what you promise.
If any of y’all are a little squeamish or anti-hunting, then at this point you may want to click away or invite your husbands to come take a look if they’re into this sort of thing.
Now remember, this isn’t EHarmony or Match.com. P, his elk, and that hat are already spoken for.
The elk weighed 600 pounds. That’s right…the house of Big Mama now has about 200 pounds of elk meat to get us through the long, harsh South Texas winter. Apparently, P wasn’t kidding about the hunt for FOOD!
All I can think about is the scene from Forrest Gump where Bubba talks about shrimp. We can have elk kabobs, fried elk, elk steaks, elk sausage, elk burgers, elk jerky, elk stew, elk po-boys, elk chili, elk burritos, elk tenders, sloppy elk joes…and I reckon that’s about all we can do with elk.
It also makes me laugh to think that some poor bow hunter will google “bow hunting elk” and be directed to Big Mama. They’ll never know what hit ’em…much like that elk.
Congratulations, P.