Two Shot Goose Hunters & the George Poor House

Posted by: admin on Tuesday, December 1st, 2009

I stopped by Oris George’s place this morning (cuz I knew he had hot cocoa and a quarter waiting) and heard the longest spiel of nothing you’d ever wanna hear. Now, everybody within an arm’s reach of nowhere knows this is the territory where the Two Shot Goose Hunt takes place, and there ain’t a hunter within forty years of southeast Colorado that would take a chance shootin’ up the river bottom with two shots o’lead in a corn jug, but Oris says there was a herd of ‘em down there takin’ aim this morning. Mind you, there’s not a snow goose in sight! But, he swears by a stack o’moldy old hay they were there loadin’ up at 5 AM this morning.

So, there we sit scarfing down the cocoa and I’m listening to Oris’ latest story on the Back Roads.

I’m bettin’ it all really did take place in some manner, but you know how good he is at embellishing the truth to make himself look a little better’n the average boy’n a dog.

There he was at 4 AM walking along the river bottom with his dog and galoshes waiting for a nip in the air to tell him it was morning and he really ought to get back to the house and get the chores done. Splashing along in the river, he’s already stampeded trout into the next cove, sent a herd of deer bounding toward the highway, and created a mass of pandemonium along with a mess of biscuits and gravy for breakfast. Who knew? Ya leave ole George alone for a few hours and he can create a catastrophe of mass proportion.

The moon was full last night. Big and round and white, pertier’n a dogs backside on a snow sled. He had starlight and the light smog of a hundred towns along the valley to light up the early morning and he still managed to slip up on those hunters without a word. Scared ‘em plumb out of their morning wits and told ‘em they was hunting on the wrong end of the county. He said the snow geese were laying in wait down Holly way, just hopin’ nobody’d find ‘em.

The cocoa was gooder. The stories was badder. And the quarter was as shiny as any I ever saw, but he wouldn’t give it to me… Said I wadn’t worth it today! Ole George has got a load a geese headed his way to dump on his mountain o’corn. (Bet they got better aim than he does.)

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Topics: A Twinkle In Time, A truth, Tattle Tail, about people, bird

4 Responses to “Two Shot Goose Hunters & the George Poor House”

admin Says:
February 17th, 2010 at 2:46 am

I cain’t believe nobody’s commented on this one.

danielle Says:
March 1st, 2010 at 4:16 am

Sounds like it’s not at all safe for goose-hunters down Oris-way on the river!

I hear tell his cute little pup took him for an all-fired run for his money the other mornin’. ‘Fess up shy guy,we want ‘the rest of the story’.

MBB

Jan Verhoeff Says:
March 1st, 2010 at 4:39 am

You mean… His pup took him chasing through the bramble and we haven’t heard about it here yet? Isn’t it time we round him up, park his back side in a chair and put his computer keyboard back in action? We want to know what’s happening on the back roads of TODAY.

In fact, we demand reading satisfaction. Get with the program OG or we’ll sick Betty B on you.

Jan

orisreed Says:
March 4th, 2010 at 4:24 pm

You can hear all kinds of funny stories but not all are ture!

 

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