To Hunt or Not to Hunt? That Is the Question.

It's on!  He went hunting this morning...after I'd been up all night with my puking daughter.  So, let's do a recap. 

We got 4 million inches of snow.  Schools were closed.  Kids stayed home with mom.  Mommy and the kids were house bound due to road conditions.  For eight days.  Dad spent Sunday with the kids (his small token) while mom worked out and got the grocery shopping done.  Sunday evening #2 starts puking.  Dad goes to bed at 7:30 p.m. due to an exhausting day of "Daddy Time."  (Just ONE, not eight.)  Monday morning, 2 a.m., Mom is still up with a sick kid.  It's now 7:30 a.m. on Monday morning, and Dad's gone hunting.  Un-freakin'-believeable!!!

Attention hunters! 

If you see a 6'4" figure wearing a bright orange Vols sweatshirt, tan Carhartt jacket, and some shiny, new, insulated, waterproof, $180 LaCrosse boots purchased by his caring mate, SHOOT!  It's the Big One that got away last season! 

Of course, you should keep the boots as a token of my appreciation.  Silly rabbits don't need warm boots.  And now that his reproductive health is in danger, he's no good for the rabbit population any way.

UPDATE:  The large Easter Bunny shown above surrendered peacefully at 10:45 a.m. this morning.  No weapons were discharged.  No one was harmed during the incident.  Thus far, no one has been charged with a crime. 

I'm still not sure if I will withhold the goods.  We'll just have to see how much help he is to me today.