From Dividend Girl to hunting babe: how I spent my Thanksgiving Day

My father had been a hunter for many years and on Thanksgiving Day, we went hunting a bird we commonly name in French "perdrix". That will be in English I believe partridges hunting. We also seek for deers, but that type of hunting is much more difficult. As you can see Thanksgiving Day was a beautiful day here in New Brunswick:

We ride in those type of trails in the wood for several hours, hunting for partridges. We got one partridge :0)

Those are deer traces. That's all we saw from deers that day. We only saw their traces.

This is salt for the deers.

Beautiful blue sky isn't?

I knew you were about to just LOVE New Brunswick and me the new hunting babe.