1235. a hunter i would never be

 

you in my crosshairs
our eyes meet… there’s connection
can’t pull the trigger 🦊❤️

As a little kid, I would sneak out my uncle’s CO2 gas powered pellet gun and go to the garbage dump and shoot rats and bottles.  One day I was sitting on my Grandparent’s back porch with the gun. I saw a bird on the peak of a garage roof. I pointed the gun… never imagining I would hit it… I pulled the trigger. A split second after pulling the trigger I saw feathers fly. It was at that moment I knew a hunter I would never be. 🦊❤️