Fluffy the Cat
It's 5am in deer camp near Centerville Texas and the alarm goes off. You wake up. It's been a cold and sobering night of hard sleep, after an evening filled with discussion and chatter of where to hunt, what you have seen, strategies to find the big one, wives, girlfriends, football, and of course several cups of your favorite bourbon to keep you warm. You put on a pot of coffee and crank up the cast iron skillet , still rubbing the sleep from your eyes, while the rest of the weekend warriors rise to the smell of the fresh Folgers and burning desire. You flip on the porch light to walk outside, and much to your surprise, there's Fluffy......
