by mark hay » April 26th, 2009, 1:41 pm
just happened to make up one of those feather arrangements over the winter .
now about the CAT.
21 years ago i called in my first tom . a 2 yr bird that nearly ran us over . dad shot it , i did the dressing of the big boy. dad never gave much thought to trophy mounts , so i took the beard , spurs and fan , and the wings . eventually i pulled the wing feathers out one by one hoping to have them cut and fletch a new set of arrows with them. anyhow , my starter wife and i had this big housecat . he was marked just like a siamese, only 2 1/2 times the size . well i stored those feathers in a paper grocery sack and set it in the closet . one morning about time to leave for work i noticed the cat was missing. i started calling his name . remember , those are the long barred feathers , and the cat comes out of my little sportin' room with at least a half dozen of the longest of the feathers in his mouth , sticking way out on both sides . he came into the livingroon making these bigshot tomcat noises as if to say ''look what i killed '' . i just laughed and called him a liar.
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