Apparently this is something that makes a hunter very happy.
G got home last night and says, "Come on honey! Come and see him!" I was in my jammies and in bed but G was so excited! So, out we go to the garage.
The WHOLE darn deer was in the back of the SUV. Gutted, thank goodness. Ewwwwwwwwww.
G quartered it and did whatever else one does to prepare it for the butcher, while I was at work today. We're taking it to Yoder's (surprised at THAT name?) to be processed. They will make it into the BEST beef sticks . . . ummhhhh . . . I mean deer sticks!
The back straps are in the freezer. That's supposed to be the best part, or so I've been told.
I never thought I'd like deer meat, but it is one of the leanest meats I've ever eaten. And it's fresh. No steroids or whatever.
G wants to have the head and rack mounted. Sheesh! Do you know how much that costs? So, I said, "How many deer heads do you need?" Turns out he needs at least two. Already has one.
But, he loves it so much.