amiller
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Bulletin update:
The gun came with a really cool scope. I spent about a 1/2 hour site’n the scope in for the 10' distance. I got pretty close but realized at the short range I'd have to aim a little high. I went into the attic with my flash light to see if I needed to site it in a little more. My plan was to find an old box or something in the attic to use as a target.
I opened the door and damn...the raccoon runs across the attic...scared the crap out of me 'cause I just wasn't expecting to see it right away. Anyway, it stopped about 15' away and then decided to charge me again. I aimed the rifle and it backed down and moved about 10' away and sat there looking at me. I thought to myself...now's a good a time as any. I took a deep breath, sited in, let the breath out and squeezed the trigger.
Shit, the raccoon DROPPED like a sack of potatoes...DEAD, DONE, NO MORE...THIS IS AN X RACCOON!!!
Actually, I don't feel real good about it, however, for the safety of my own pets, house and family...it was for the best.
I'll check the attic every night to see if there are any more of the critters. After I'm sure there are no more adults up there and I feel that it's safe, I'll do a through search to make sure there are no little ones hidden some where.
Success…with mixed feelings.
The gun came with a really cool scope. I spent about a 1/2 hour site’n the scope in for the 10' distance. I got pretty close but realized at the short range I'd have to aim a little high. I went into the attic with my flash light to see if I needed to site it in a little more. My plan was to find an old box or something in the attic to use as a target.
I opened the door and damn...the raccoon runs across the attic...scared the crap out of me 'cause I just wasn't expecting to see it right away. Anyway, it stopped about 15' away and then decided to charge me again. I aimed the rifle and it backed down and moved about 10' away and sat there looking at me. I thought to myself...now's a good a time as any. I took a deep breath, sited in, let the breath out and squeezed the trigger.
Shit, the raccoon DROPPED like a sack of potatoes...DEAD, DONE, NO MORE...THIS IS AN X RACCOON!!!
Actually, I don't feel real good about it, however, for the safety of my own pets, house and family...it was for the best.
I'll check the attic every night to see if there are any more of the critters. After I'm sure there are no more adults up there and I feel that it's safe, I'll do a through search to make sure there are no little ones hidden some where.
Success…with mixed feelings.