“Yes, I got chosen,” I said when I got the email that I got on the Texas youth hunt. My dad and I packed up and we were off.

When we finally got there we went to a blind early in the morning. In about 5 minutes, we saw a doe walk up. I took my 270 rifle out of the corner of the blind and get him in my sights about to shoot him. Then the deer ran, and I wondered what spooked him…and then I see a monster 15 point buck walk to the feeder. “I wish I could shoot him,” I told my dad, but the land owner won’t let me.

We didn’t see anything else ,so we went to the house and rested until night.

Yes, it’s 5:00, time to go to the blind. We get in the car and drive to the blind. When we finally get there it was not long until we saw 6 gobblers walk up. Too bad it’s not turkey season, I thought.

The gobblers are gone now and I see something else now– a deer! A spike! I take my gun and put it in my hands. I am shaking furiously and nervous, but then I calm down, squeeze the trigger, and BANG! The deer spewed blood from his side, ran about 15 yards, stopped, then dropped.

I have only had one dog in my whole life. Her name was Harley,she was the nicest laziest dog ever.

She would always get scared during thunder storms so she would jump in your bed and lay by next to you all night long. She loved every person who petted her and would never bark or bite you. And when you were sitting down and she was lonely she would come over and put her head in your lap.

When she was ten years old her feet started not to work so well but we thought she just twisted one of them. But then over the next year in a half she could barely walk at all and my parents sat me down and said that it is time.