Sunday, December 30, 2007

Why it's cool to be a hunting couple

Reason No. 269:
Because Conversations Like This Seem Normal


The scene: We're in the living room cleaning our guns after the day's hunt.

Me: Honey, when you're done cleaning your gun, please don't throw the patches with solvent in the trash in here - it stinks up the place.

Him: OK.

Fifteen minutes pass. He's watching football. I'm putting my gun away.

Me: Honey, did you just throw the solvent patches in the kitchen trash?

Him: Yes.

Me: But that stinks up the house.

Him: Oh, I thought the smell of the duck guts in the trash would cancel it out.

Another fifteen minutes pass. I visit the kitchen for a glass of water.

Me: Honey, the duck guts aren't canceling out the solvent.

Him: Oh. Do you want me to take out the trash?

Me: Yeah, well, you know - duck guts, solvent. It'd be nice.

Him: OK.

Me: Thanks honey.

© Holly A. Heyser 2007

6 comments:

Phillip said...

Her: Honey, the trash stinks

Me: Then take it out.

Her: Oh.

Hunting or no hunting, we're equally able to perform basic tasks. I can't stand being called to the traditional gender roles.

Seriously, though... hunting couples definitely have some "different" conversations.

NorCal Cazadora said...

There was definitely no gender division of labor here - I took my stinky patches out!

But there was a huge gender issue - my boyfriend embraces stink; I do not.

Phillip said...

Aha! The part of the story I didn't get... you took yours out, but he did not.

Heh heh... but you gotta learn to love the stink! Cleaning patches smell GOOD! :-D

Hunter Angler Gardener Cook said...

That's totally true! Hoppes No. 9 should be a cologne.

Phillip said...

"Hoppes No. 9 should be a cologne."

Dang! You mean it's not?

Hmm... I guess I could use it to clean my gun.

Seriously, that's one evocative scent right there... a lifetime of memories wrapped up in a simple cotton patch.

NorCal Cazadora said...

I personally prefer the smell of spent gunpowder. Sexy!