A couple of weekends ago my wife and I were out for one of our sight-seeing drives and saw a sea of orange hats, vests, and fatigues marching into the woods for the opening weekend of deer season. The hunters were everywhere and looked mighty confident with all of the gear they were carrying.
Around the corner on one road, we looked over to our right in a farmers open field and broke into gut wrenching laughter. The twenty plus acre field was full of both deer and turkey's appearing to be having the time of there lives.
Who says animals can't read?
