As I was standing there tying my tie and viewing the contents of my gun cabinet, I allowed myself to start taking inventory of my dove hunting gear in my mind. Do I know where my dove stool is? Did I ever find my blind? Do my Mo Jo dove decoys need batteries? Do I have enough shells to start the season? Does my son have camo that still fits him? Will Josey "The Wonder Dog" do as well this year as last year once the weather cools off? Have I become familiar enough with her new electric collar? Etc, etc, etc. I realized that I am not quite ready for the season to start, but the good thing is that I have a month to get ready.
I finished tying my tie and told myself that I would take a real inventory this weekend. Getting ready for the hunt is almost as much fun as the hunt itself. I started to close the gun cabinet when I caught the Godfather of the cabinet glaring at me from the corner. The Browning Maxus was sitting in its perch with a look of disgust that I had not even considered taking him with me on opening day. I calmed him down a little by telling him it was just too hot for him in September and that Kansas would be here before you know it. I even tempted him with a possible trip to the Maine wilderness to shoot some sea ducks with the Duckman. That will keep him happy until December when the second dove season opens. Do I have any 12 gauge shells????