my weekend
Posted: Mon Nov 19, 2012 8:25 amSaturday....3 cord of wood cut, split and stacked.
Sunday....a .22 cal, a 20ga, a chainsaw, 2 downed trees and a bite to the dogs lip = 1 dead squirrel.
Was at the in-laws this weekend, Saturday is self-explanitory. Sunday I'll help you with. My FIL has been after this last squirrel for a couple weeks. It keeps knocking down the bird feeders. Anyway, we were coming up the driveway just getting back from a sporting clay shoot and the lil' bastard is in the front yard. I get out and go to load a shotgun and tell my FIL to keep an eye on him. He looses the squirrel but says it's in that pine right there. 20 mins later with the .22 now, I still don't see the squirrel. I was about to give up when way up at the top of the tree I see something.....a pine cone?....a squirrel? I wasn't sure but decided to toss a round at it just to be on the safe side. It was the squirrel! He jumps down a couple limbs and disappears again. So now I'm back to the 20ga thinking I missed him with the .22 and now I'm going to have a moving target. All of a sudden the damn thing jumps out of the tree and runs to an old oak with a hole in it about 15 feet up. Out with the chainsaw! Just as the tree starts to fall, out comes the squirrel. The squirrel at this point reminded me of the Tasmanian Devil, just a ball of grey fur whirling around the woods. Any who, I don't get a shot at him due to the fact that my FIL and the dog are in the way. I did at this point notice that he was hit in the gut from the .22. Now at this point the smart thing to do would be to let the squirrel run off and die, but why start thinking now. Off to cut the next tree down that has a hole in it to climb into.
So, the next tree comes down, the squirrel comes spinning out of the hole again at mach 2 but this time I get a shot off. Dead center in the pattern but he keeps running. I shoot again, he keeps running. At this point its way beyond personal! I send the dog and she tracks it to a hole under the neighbors wood pile. The dog sticks her head in the hole and comes out with the squirrel, its dead. NOT! The squirrel has now attached itself to the upper lip of my dog via its teeth. The dog is howling and running in circles...backwards. I get a hold of the dog and squirrel, detach them from each other and promptly step on the head of the squirrel.
Can't wait to see what happens next weekend!
Sunday....a .22 cal, a 20ga, a chainsaw, 2 downed trees and a bite to the dogs lip = 1 dead squirrel.
Was at the in-laws this weekend, Saturday is self-explanitory. Sunday I'll help you with. My FIL has been after this last squirrel for a couple weeks. It keeps knocking down the bird feeders. Anyway, we were coming up the driveway just getting back from a sporting clay shoot and the lil' bastard is in the front yard. I get out and go to load a shotgun and tell my FIL to keep an eye on him. He looses the squirrel but says it's in that pine right there. 20 mins later with the .22 now, I still don't see the squirrel. I was about to give up when way up at the top of the tree I see something.....a pine cone?....a squirrel? I wasn't sure but decided to toss a round at it just to be on the safe side. It was the squirrel! He jumps down a couple limbs and disappears again. So now I'm back to the 20ga thinking I missed him with the .22 and now I'm going to have a moving target. All of a sudden the damn thing jumps out of the tree and runs to an old oak with a hole in it about 15 feet up. Out with the chainsaw! Just as the tree starts to fall, out comes the squirrel. The squirrel at this point reminded me of the Tasmanian Devil, just a ball of grey fur whirling around the woods. Any who, I don't get a shot at him due to the fact that my FIL and the dog are in the way. I did at this point notice that he was hit in the gut from the .22. Now at this point the smart thing to do would be to let the squirrel run off and die, but why start thinking now. Off to cut the next tree down that has a hole in it to climb into.
So, the next tree comes down, the squirrel comes spinning out of the hole again at mach 2 but this time I get a shot off. Dead center in the pattern but he keeps running. I shoot again, he keeps running. At this point its way beyond personal! I send the dog and she tracks it to a hole under the neighbors wood pile. The dog sticks her head in the hole and comes out with the squirrel, its dead. NOT! The squirrel has now attached itself to the upper lip of my dog via its teeth. The dog is howling and running in circles...backwards. I get a hold of the dog and squirrel, detach them from each other and promptly step on the head of the squirrel.
Can't wait to see what happens next weekend!
:lol::lol: sounds fun.