Big Buck Down

Monday evening was the opening day of muzzle loader season and that evening I got a phone call from Matt. The first words out of his mouth were "You're going to be happy for me and mad at me." I knew exactly what that meant. He got a big buck and it was going on the wall. It was a very nice 10 point buck. (I could elaborate more but then you'd know I watch the outdoor channel way to much.)  Of course seeing him happy made me happy, but it's also good to know those antlers will never make it past the bottom of our basement stairs.