First I send the kids off to protective custody, for their own safety....Then,because the kids have taken my.22 Crackshot to go BrownBear hunting while their being watched, I go armed with my .50 cal Barret Semi auto (with hunt legal 5 rd magizine) , I shoot randomly at sounds and shadows, untill Im out of shells, then I turn my 3 pack of Bloodthirsty Arctic Gray Timber wolves loose, give them 10 minutes, and wade through the forrest , knee deep in the blood and gore of slaughterd deer left to rot when the wolves killed them for fun and eat only creamy insides, like an ungdulate Twinky.
I sort them out in piles, throwing the Bull Moose, mature Beef and trophy Elk into one pile for burning, and the scraps of the Deer Im hunting into the truck for sausage.
Then I pose with my "Goooood Buck" racks and send them out for a full body mount and hang my Wolves up till next season.
Yep....heres picture of those Wolves, caught in the act of ripping the skins and tearing the heads off the still living Caribou.....please stand away from the picture, they can still bite!
DANG!!! I dropped the heads somewhere.......
My wife loves it while I stand there, drinking hot coffee, telling her all her mistakes untill shes cleaned every animal.
Then we usually go out to eat....'cause vinisen tastes funny