In Love's Folly, we attended a "Waterfowl Festival". Nate, Opa and I watched dogs leap into pools in a competition over who could jump the farthest. We browsed hunting gear, guns, etc. I chuckled nervously and muttered to no one in particular things like "Those birds wont stand a chance with you wearing that sweater" or "Look at that, a saddle bag that can carry up to 8 dead geese... awesome..." After, Shana and Mimi joined the three of us, and we went to watch the dogs in action, as they dove into a pond and retrieved fake dead geese from the water, behind bushes, etc. "LOUD!!" Nate said after they shot a gun towards the sky to get the dogs going before they threw a pretend goose carcass into a hidden spot. "MESS!!" Nate said noticing Ron had poop on his shoe. What a Jew.
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