Please can somebody help me? I've married a compulsive hunter/fisherman, dog loving, trap shooting man. It all started 4 years ago. One of our first dates, he drags me out of bed at 4:30 am puts me in the truck, drives out to the middle of nowhere, throws 3 dozen decoys on my back, and says lets go have some fun. 5 hours later, I'm standing at the kitchen sink, a butcher knife in my hand, a clothes pin on my nose, and a half dozen mallards needing to be cleaned. At that moment I already had 2nd thoughts. 3 months later or should I say 75 mallards later I've grown fonder of the life I am now leading. I've learned to shoot, butcher, skin, and bait my own hook. In the last year we had our 2nd child, Maggie. Beautiful red hair, long slender legs (all 4 of them) that now take up whatever free time I had between butchering, reloading, cleaning house, and work. I now spend training Maggie for upcoming hunt test. Please I know some you have had more expierance with this type of marriage, does it get any better? Mrs. PBG P.S. On our honeymoon went to Cabela's in Sydnie, NE and our 10 year he is going to take me to Bass Pro Shop in Springfield, MO. Yehaw I can't wait.