So a couple of nights ago at 2330, while walking my dog, I saw a beast walking down the fence line towards me. I first thought it was a possum, but it turned out to be on the half shell lol. I had my RUGER LCP Max, drew and waited til it was 5-7 feet, and opened fire. Each time I shot it would hunker down, then get up and walk rapidly towards a blackkberry hell. After the fourth shot it made the safety of the blackberry patch. There are some holes in there, and he must have found one. The last armadillo I shot with a .380 only took two shots to succumb. I started questioning if I had indeed hit it. The next morning I went to my range and with some skeet targets I proved my shooting was adequate.
This was shot at 15 feet. I haven’t smelled anything.
gramps
This was shot at 15 feet. I haven’t smelled anything.
gramps