Thought I'd throw a bit of humor to you guys this morning.....
Living out in the country certainly has it's advantages. No hussle and bussle of city life, tranquility and so on.
Where we live out in the country, it's a peaceful existense. Good neighbors and no one bothers you for the most part. I live adjacent to a decent sized cattle farm and help the guy out that owns it by taking care of the local varmit population. Heck, what more can you ask for, peace, tranquility and target practice!
At any rate, on the back side of our house, it overlooks a few sheds on the farm and a couple of barns. I have this view out my back porch from the dining room and out the half-bath adjacent to the same. The same area (sheds and such) has a fairly healthy (or at least it used to) population of groundhogs.
The wife was napping and my two year old twins were asleep and it left me to my own for a couple of hours. Mind you, with a two year old son and daughter, free time is at a premium. As I walked thru the kitchen and into the dining room, I spied a large, rusty colored groundhog ambling around behind one of the sheds. Mind you. this is only about thirty yards behind my house.
At this point in time, I immediately went into an adjacent room and grabbed ol' faithful outta her hiding place. This was my "tactical critter-gitter", ie; my old trusty Remington Speedmaster.
I immediately set up a stalk thru the dining room, eased into my FFP in the half-bath adjacent and observed my quarry. It was a successful stalk, the groundhog never knew I was in the world, even when I eased the window open and slid the screen up ever so slightly. I settled into my FFP, bracing myself off the shitter and set up for the shot. When the shot broke, all felt good. When it all settled, the CCI Stinger found it's mark!!
I love it when a plan comes together! Yes, yes, the shithouse sniper strikes again!!!!!!!!
(By the way....this is a true story. And yes again......ya might be a Redneck if......)
LOL! Hope you enjoyed the read. Thought everyone could use a bit a humor this morning, life on the farm is never boring!
Living out in the country certainly has it's advantages. No hussle and bussle of city life, tranquility and so on.
Where we live out in the country, it's a peaceful existense. Good neighbors and no one bothers you for the most part. I live adjacent to a decent sized cattle farm and help the guy out that owns it by taking care of the local varmit population. Heck, what more can you ask for, peace, tranquility and target practice!
At any rate, on the back side of our house, it overlooks a few sheds on the farm and a couple of barns. I have this view out my back porch from the dining room and out the half-bath adjacent to the same. The same area (sheds and such) has a fairly healthy (or at least it used to) population of groundhogs.
The wife was napping and my two year old twins were asleep and it left me to my own for a couple of hours. Mind you, with a two year old son and daughter, free time is at a premium. As I walked thru the kitchen and into the dining room, I spied a large, rusty colored groundhog ambling around behind one of the sheds. Mind you. this is only about thirty yards behind my house.
At this point in time, I immediately went into an adjacent room and grabbed ol' faithful outta her hiding place. This was my "tactical critter-gitter", ie; my old trusty Remington Speedmaster.
I immediately set up a stalk thru the dining room, eased into my FFP in the half-bath adjacent and observed my quarry. It was a successful stalk, the groundhog never knew I was in the world, even when I eased the window open and slid the screen up ever so slightly. I settled into my FFP, bracing myself off the shitter and set up for the shot. When the shot broke, all felt good. When it all settled, the CCI Stinger found it's mark!!
I love it when a plan comes together! Yes, yes, the shithouse sniper strikes again!!!!!!!!
(By the way....this is a true story. And yes again......ya might be a Redneck if......)
LOL! Hope you enjoyed the read. Thought everyone could use a bit a humor this morning, life on the farm is never boring!
