I was assigned the job of scanning some old photos for the blog. This is my first test case. I laughed at this one -- I remember the skunk hunt. I especially remember Jim Dahl getting sick after being sprayed and how angry Mom was with our smell. I thought this photo had been lost.
Now that I'm "almost professional" at the scanning, editing and uploading, I'll try to find some more to add.
Jan
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Phyllis has often told of the time she and Robert went skunk trapping and had caught one. Robert put it on a pole and when carrying it home had Phyllis carry the back end and you know what happened. Also Phyllis and Robert would go gopher hunting and drown them out. When the gopher would stick its head out of the hole Phyllis would grab it by the neck. They needed the gophers so they could cut off the tails and get 10 cents for each tail.
I wonder why I did not make the picture. I think I was part of the hunt. Donald and Kathie, what do you remember about it?
Betty
I to thought we were all there,too. Betty, maybe you took the picture!! I look like I'm enjoying life! Kathie
This is the deal on the skunk hunt. I had ordered a new Model 12 Winchester shotgun from Fox Hardware in Fedora and it came in. We picked it up and Dad took Bob and I out for a trial hunt south of the house in the field. A few pheasants got up and dad shot one down in an old hay stack butt. I ran and jumped in to retreive the bird and saw a skunk---got the bird and left. Mom and Dad went to Mitchell for shopping and left us kids home----then the skunk hunt started---got the Dahl boys and their dog "Tubby" over and away we went, clubs in hand. We crawled throgh that haystack butt clubbing the skunks--several of us got sick including Tubby--not having much luck killing them with the clubs, I believe we sent someone back to the house for the .22 rifle. We ended up shooting the one we killed. I cannot remember dad being mad, but Mom was the maddest I ever remember her being--I don't think so much about the skunk as taking the rifle out with a bunch of small kids and shooting the skunk. I remember her scrubbing me with a hog brush in the muddy creek trying to wash the smell away. She was really mad.
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