I know Kentucky is just a border away from Indiana, but it feels like a completely different country!
Apparently in Kentucky you have to apply for a license to hunt elk. I didn't even know there were elk in Kentucky, but whatever. So, out of 40 some thousand applicants, 10 (not 10,000 - ten) were chosen to be elk hunters this fall. Well, zip-a-dee-doo-dah, our landlord was one of them.
Matt came home from work Saturday afternoon with a crazy look on his face. "Do you know what's going on outside?" I had no clue. Then he proceeded to tell me that there was, at that very moment, a skinned, hoofless elk hanging from a tree in our front yard. What a trophy! I was immediately grossed out and mortified. "Maybe no one will drive by..." I thought. Much to my dismay, we got a call 15 minutes later from our good friends.
"Word on the street is that you have a cow hanging in your front yard!"
"That is not true," I replied. "It's an elk."
They were laughing so hard they had to hang up.
WHAT THE HECK? Kentucky is so crazy...
I'm not a vegetarian or anything, but for crying out loud, do we have to hang meat in the front yard? How gross? Now I keep thinking I'm going to have an dead elk at my door or hooves laying in the yard. Ugh...it's just too much.
That is AWESOME!!!!! HAHAHAHA!!!!!!
ReplyDeleteI didn't know they had elk there either...interesting!
I ate lots of elk steak when I was home in Montana for Thanksgiving...pound it out...throw on a bit of flour...fry it up and serve it with eggs....now that's breakfast! I AM NOT KIDDING!!! It is good! I hope he gives you some...the least he can do for hanging meat from your tree!