The great hunt of 2021!
When I bought my pistol, Joe bought a shotgun. His first shotgun was tacticool, and to this I unleashed much razzing.
But now properly armed with the correct barrel, he finally shot his first quarry. Huzzah!
I, however, missed the next squirrel. 3 times. It was a jumpy bastard. First time I missed with Big Iron. I received my own share or razzing for that.
A 6/7 success rate is still pretty good. A kill’s a kill. And despite the miss and the horribly hot weather, a day hunting is still a better day than one at work.
The squirrel itself was tasty, but again the sauce was a failure. I just don’t think it’s possible to make good squirrel gravy. Oh well. Not the point of the trip, I suppose. Manliness was achieved once again!