That's how all of this began, really. Patrick really loves to hunt. I've not experienced much of "hunter Pat" until this year (for obvious reasons), but I've been prepared by my mom in law and Patrick of what to expect.
It wasn't the early mornings that got me. It wasn't the late hunting nights. It's not even been too bad washing all of the hunting clothes. There is one thing that I'm not too fond of : cutting up the meat.
Yes, Patrick shot a deer last weekend. He called me so excited and I, being a good and sincere wife, was very excited for him. It wasn't until I came home that I realized that this involved me more than I thought. Oh, you wonder what made me realize that? Right. I'm certain that it was the two huge garbage bags full of raw meat laying in my refrigerator. Patrick assured me, frequently, that I had the easier job. Uh-huh.
So, I did what any good wife-y would do... I called upon my experienced and gracious mom in law. :) She agreed to come over and help me out on Tuesday. So after some errands and lunch together, we got to it.
A few things about this ordeal:
1. It took 3 hours for both of us to cut up, clean and package all of this meat.
2. We figured we had at least $100 worth of meat.
3. Deer meat is not nearly as fatty as I thought it would be.
4. Sharp knives are really much better than dull ones.
Piper smelled the meat when we got started and tried desperately to include himself in the festivities. We had to toss him outside and listened to him bark and whine and bark and whine the entire time we were cutting. I took a few pieces of fat out to him (I do love him...this is proof.) hoping to calm him down. That didn't work (did I seriously think it would?). He barked louder and insisted on jumping up and clinging to the screen door so he could see us. He was so angry.
With all of that said, we got 4 london broil roasts, 2 dove roasts and 13 tenderloins. Not bad for one deer (and I should know from all of my deer cutting experiences). And certainly I didn't forget to take pictures...beware, there is raw meat in the following pictures :) Enjoy!
Carol and I cutting deer meat....
This stuff is rather sticky and my knife wasn't the best tool to remove it, I know, but it was dull...
Carol showing me how to start....
Do I look happy, or what?!
Piper was so angry. He sat right in front of the door (just like this) and barked. Well he sat there when he wasn't jumping, of course.
Ah, just another day in paradise...wouldn't you agree? I really do love the life the Lord has given me. Deer meat and barking dog included. What would this life be without some kind of daily adventure?
5 comments:
You ARE a very good wife. I must say that if the occasion arises for me, I may not be as good of a wife that you are. I guess I'll have to wait and see. Since John is having his shoulder surgery....on the 1st day of hunting season, I won't have to worry about it this year! ::grin:: Glad Carol was there to help you out.
Not to mention the money you actually saved by doing that yourself! Thankfully, when Reed gets a deer, his Dad has it packaged. I can't imagine doing that myself! You, go!
I may just have to call you and get tips. Nathan is going hunting for the first time, with Tim Smith, (since we've been married, and in many years) and I have no idea what to expect. No one in my family hunts either. I'm sure it will be an experience I'll never forget.
eeewwww! You're a better woman than I!
ummm atleast u didn't have to help skin it! yepp, it's true...i have had to so count your blessings dear one!!!!! Nothing like skinning a deer....ughhh! I think that is why i don't eat too much meat now as an adult!
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