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=Huntin'= By: Jesse Motsenbocker " Come on dad get in the car". I wish I didn't say that because we were going to Sterling. Sterling is a 2 hour drive. That is long for me. I was hungry and tired. Me and my dad stopped at the gas station for snacks and drinks. I got A gummy bear package and a cherry Dr. Pepper and my dad got some cashews and diet Pepsi. The whole way there, I only ate 3 gummy bears. Those three gummy bears tasted like food from heaven. My dad drank all of his Pepsi and ate all of his cashews. Finally we there. I sprinted into the house, hugged g-ma and asked her for some food. Before g-ma could finish her sentence g-pa asked for a hug. I did give him a hug. Then I turned around from the hug and A chocolate gooey cookie was right in of my face.

That night I dreamed of getting my first bird in a endless land scape of a farmer. Shooting the first bird I see. l shot a moving thing on the ground. I shot it. I saw another right I was about to shoot it, I woke up.

Next morning I woke up and was so excited. I jumped out of my bunk in the 5th wheel and stared at my 16 gage pump shotgun ready to shoot some birds. Then after 5 minutes of that I woke up my dad and went inside.On the way in side, I hope would go hunting and get my first bird

G-ma was already up drinking her coffee and G-pa was staring at the TV screen watching CNN. Then I went over to G-ma and asked her "Why are not making breakfast". "We are going to J and L's". J and L's is a cafe that has yummy breakfast. I usually have a pancake that taste like honey fresh from the hive.

We were at the J and L cafe sitting at the table figuring what to eat. I decided to have two chocolate chip pancakes. G-ma and G-pa are ordering icky healthy stuff. To them thats like candy. How is a omelet stuffed with cheesy broccoli and used to be caned mushrooms. For my dad, he got the same. I do not how to enjoy stuff like that. Its healthy and good but I just find the taste in that. It taste bad I think. It taste like plant from around the world. I personally don't like that taste.

At the end of breakfast, I asked my dad about hunting and when is that going to happen. He replied " after lunch ". Every one knows after lunch means tomorrows lunch.

I was so surprised when dad said " Are you ready Jesse to go hunting". after lunch that day.

We were on our way to " The Ditch". The ditch is a place full of tires and junk. We use the junk as target practice sometimes. If you need one huge fact about my family, the Motsenbocker's love guns. We have a collection of guns, like my cousin has a AK-47. Who has an AK-47? The Marines do. Thats about it.

i jumped out of the truck and and opened the end of the tail bed. Took out my 4-10 and looked for some creatures. I loaded my shot gun and shot a pheasant. When the bird was going down, it looked like a flying alligator doing the death role. My point is it was flipping through the air. My dad wasn't even out of the truck when I shot it. I took a jog too the bird. My dad came over to me and said" nice shot". He picked it up and I shot it in the head. It was my first bird. It was probably the best shot I will shoot in my life. Most of the bee beebs went into his head.

I carefully walked to the door at g-ma's and g-pa's house and set it on the granite counter top. Walked in the living room and had a story to tell. Everybody was amazed about what happened.

That night, me and my dad ate the pheasant. It tasted like a chicken. I ate every last piece of meat until it was gone. I was sad it was gone. I liked eating it and staring at it. It was my first bird and it was gone.