(Better late than never!)
ZERO.
The number of turkeys that were shot & the amount of camo that I own.
ONE.My very first time to shoot a gun. I grew up around Barbies & ballerinas. I think the only gun I ever shot was a water gun...oh, and the Sega gun for Dunk Hunt. I was totally good at that game! Anyway, I'm not sure about the whole hunting thing. It makes me too nervous, but Tim & Mr. Fatheree were great teachers.
TWO.The number of snakes we saw while we were there.
(Even though Luke promised me we wouldn't see any snakes right before we got out of the car.)
(I don't care that this was a baby snake...ain't no snake a baby to me!)
THREE.The number of hunting teachers available to me.
FOUR.The number of cacti I mistook for turkeys while riding on top of the hunting truck.
FIVE.The number of times a minute that I wished someone had told me there was such a thing as snake boots. If you think I wouldn't have made Tim stop to get me some on the way there...you are crazy!

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ONE HUNDRED & ONE.The number of times I heard Luke & Tim practicing their turkey calls. It went a little something like this...