Never fear, neighbors. These 3 mighty hunters can rid this area of any small game. Birds? No problem! (Well, unless they shoot one of the birds on my “do not kill” list, then there is a problem!) Squirrels…no match for them! Armadillos, you’d better run!!!
I’m not sure what it is about men and the hunting urge. My friend Lori and I have discussed this many times, and the only thing we can figure is it must be how we girls feel when we get a bargain on a really cute pair of shoes.
Anyway, these boys stalked this armadillo for *3* hours!! He (and I was informed that HE really was a HE because they did in fact look.) ran into a hole and they dug him out. I started to lecture them on the dangers of wild animals, but D just looked at me and shook his head so I stopped and let them have their glory.
So, the total for the weekend was 3 birds, 1 squirrel and one armadillo.
They are all very much enjoying their new pellet guns, I’d say.