Officially, I'm the only person--hunter--at our house who didn't get a deer this season. Andy got one yesterday. Except, the season is legally over.
Don't worry, he didn't break any laws.
Andy is working part time for the KDWP (Kansas Dept of Wildlife & Parks). Yesterday they got a call from a farmer? rancher? feedlot? (pick one) who had a doe in one of their corrals with a broken leg. A very badly broken leg. Andy was nominated to go put her down.
Andy said he was nominated because he's the low man on the totem pole and no one else wanted to go out in the below zero weather.
But, he shot the doe, put the correct tag on her, gutted her, and brought her home. While it's nice to have more meat...it will probably be a long time before she thaws enough for us to butcher her. And, dang it...I kinda liked knowing that neither Andy or I had gotten a deer. Now, the only "loser" at our house is me.
Who wants to come over and join me at the pity party?