Got up early yesterday morning and headed out to my fav-O-rite listening spot. It was 18 degrees, but I thought I might just catch one feeling froggy and mouthing off.
Nope. :bummed:
So me & the dog went down into our biggest foodplot field and the woods next to it looking for sheds. Needed to kill a little time before the restaurant opened for breakfast.
No sheds to be found. But did manage to pull 2 ticks off my pant leg. :angry:
No rest for the wicked, I guess..............