A few weeks ago, my nephew's son was turning 13. I wanted to get him his own rifle, and was able to (with little effort) get Mrs Janitor to allow me to get him a .22lr.
They were having a surprise party for him at a ranch/whatever it is where some folks get together and do old west re-enactments.
A few of his buddies on the porch.
He was there with them most of the day, working on new scenarios with them for the next show. They managed the surprise through working on a new scenario where he was a prisoner to be broken out of jail. They put him in a prison outfit and stuck him in a cell. While he was locked up, the rest of us that were going to be at the party snuk into the main building.
Some of the people waiting to pounce on the unsuspecting critter.
Using my knife to open the last present of the evening. (I think the dog was hoping nobody would notice he was inside - otherwise I'm sure he would have been a lot more interested.)
He's pretty much got it sorted out now.
Cowboy behind me asked - "Is that like a Henry?". "Not like one."
He was so happy, his eyes lit up red like demon spawn.
The only down side to all of this, is that it was a few weeks ago and with being horribly busy, and lousy weather - I've not gotten to go down and shoot with him. Still hope for this weekend though. Fingers crossed.
They were having a surprise party for him at a ranch/whatever it is where some folks get together and do old west re-enactments.
A few of his buddies on the porch.
He was there with them most of the day, working on new scenarios with them for the next show. They managed the surprise through working on a new scenario where he was a prisoner to be broken out of jail. They put him in a prison outfit and stuck him in a cell. While he was locked up, the rest of us that were going to be at the party snuk into the main building.
Some of the people waiting to pounce on the unsuspecting critter.
Using my knife to open the last present of the evening. (I think the dog was hoping nobody would notice he was inside - otherwise I'm sure he would have been a lot more interested.)
He's pretty much got it sorted out now.
Cowboy behind me asked - "Is that like a Henry?". "Not like one."
He was so happy, his eyes lit up red like demon spawn.
The only down side to all of this, is that it was a few weeks ago and with being horribly busy, and lousy weather - I've not gotten to go down and shoot with him. Still hope for this weekend though. Fingers crossed.