Bear Slay'r

I just noticed that I never posted the below (which I composed back in October! Yikes! Bad blogger!) There's some pretty sick pics below (and I don't mean sick, as in cool, like teenagers say...) I mean they're GROSS! But, for those who are into these kind of things, aka killing wild animals, they are pretty normal. So, don't look at the pics if you have a weak stomach or don't agree with using your canines.

So, Justin came home yesterday, we ate dinner together like we normally do, and then we described our days as if it was any old day. Two hours later this is what happened.

Jenni: Tell me about your day.
Justin: No, tell me about yours.
(Yes, I know we are so interesting.)
Jenni: blah, blah, blah....all the non-exciting things about my day that are only interesting to me. Well, tell me about your day.
Justin: I saw a little bear.
Jenni: Oh, that's nice. Was it up in a tree?
Justin: Um, no.

Justin cleaning the hide (fortunately for you, you don't have to be there to smell the penetrating rank odor.)

Salted hide
One weird dude....who does this kind of thing?!?!?