Isnโt there a time or two you can remember when somehow an animal youโve hunted has done something to make you let him vanish in the woods? โฆ Isnโt there a bird or covey that somehow always manages to catch you with your gun on safe โ even when you know itโs there? โI think we all know times that for almost certain we gave the hunt to the quarry.
Gene HillWhen I am wrong, he is delighted to forgive. When I am angry, he clowns to make me smile. When I am happy, he is joy unbounded. When I am a fool, he ignores it. When I succeed, he brags. Without him, I am only another man. With him, I am all-powerful. He is loyalty itself.
Gene Hill