toysoldier
Hunter
While on a pheasant hunt, the dogs ahead of us started tusselling with something. Thinking they had located a bird I had wounded earlier, the guide ran forward.
"Come up with your shotgun" he called. "They've got an armadillo".
They certainly did, and didn't want to let go. With him holding one dog and standing on the 'dillo's tail, I got hold of the other dog, pulled out my LCP, and fired once.
After separating the dogs from the dead critter, I said "I thought the pistol would be neater".
"I didn't know you had it" he replied.
"That's the point of concealed carry".
After a fine lunch of chili, he spotted another armadillo on the edge of his yard. A .17 Remington took care of it. Since I only harvested one bird, we ended up with more armadillos than pheasants. :?
"Come up with your shotgun" he called. "They've got an armadillo".
They certainly did, and didn't want to let go. With him holding one dog and standing on the 'dillo's tail, I got hold of the other dog, pulled out my LCP, and fired once.
After separating the dogs from the dead critter, I said "I thought the pistol would be neater".
"I didn't know you had it" he replied.
"That's the point of concealed carry".
After a fine lunch of chili, he spotted another armadillo on the edge of his yard. A .17 Remington took care of it. Since I only harvested one bird, we ended up with more armadillos than pheasants. :?