A nice foliage-oriented card to go with the beautiful scenery here in New England. A bit saccharine for my tastes, and I'm not too keen on the boy loading his gun up, so I imagined that shortly after this card was made, the following epitaph appeared on a gravestone in the pet cemetery:
Here lies the bones of our pal Rover,
His days of hunting are now over.
Lesson learned, but now it's done
Don't let Johnny hold that gun!
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Hi Max, Cute card and sweet sentiment. I have one of those hunting chromes somewhere. I'll have to find it before fall is over. Thanks for your comment and Blog link
Michael
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How perfectly fun. lol Reminds me of my childhood. Dad taught me to shoot a 22 when I was about six years old. I'm sure that's not what this is--likely a beebee gun, and likely just out of the picture is Dad. :D lol Those were different days, for sure. Thank you for posting this wonderful postcard.
Love your take on this one ;)
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