Is a nice hunting/pesting story.
In the spirit of giving, I gave these two nutters each a pellet for Christmas:
The first one was making his way across the yard in Forage Mode. He wasn't stopping long enough for me to get a bead on him. I gave a squeak and he stopped just long enough to take a round. He was quartering toward me, so I lined up on his shoulder, figuring it would go back and get his lungs. It hit a BIT forward of my intended POI, but did the job well. POK!
and he face-planted, giving a little kick or twitch every few seconds for a minute or so. It entered next to the right jaw and got the artery. I could see the blood pouring out. It exited just behind the left shoulder. I think it got the top of a lung as well. 25 yards or so.
The second one, I spotted digging in the wife's flower pot. I got out there, and he started to make himself scarce. Again, not staying still for long. I have him a squeak, which just spooked him back to the tree and part-way up it. He paused in a crotch the keep an eye on me. From another angle, I'd have no shot. But from this angle, a big branch would catch their pellet after it passed through his worry melon.
I lined up on his ear and sent the lead: POP! He crumpled off of the tree, gave a few kicks, and that was it for this well endowed male.
I made a retrieval video; I'll upload and share that in a bit.
In the spirit of giving, I gave these two nutters each a pellet for Christmas:
The first one was making his way across the yard in Forage Mode. He wasn't stopping long enough for me to get a bead on him. I gave a squeak and he stopped just long enough to take a round. He was quartering toward me, so I lined up on his shoulder, figuring it would go back and get his lungs. It hit a BIT forward of my intended POI, but did the job well. POK!
and he face-planted, giving a little kick or twitch every few seconds for a minute or so. It entered next to the right jaw and got the artery. I could see the blood pouring out. It exited just behind the left shoulder. I think it got the top of a lung as well. 25 yards or so.
The second one, I spotted digging in the wife's flower pot. I got out there, and he started to make himself scarce. Again, not staying still for long. I have him a squeak, which just spooked him back to the tree and part-way up it. He paused in a crotch the keep an eye on me. From another angle, I'd have no shot. But from this angle, a big branch would catch their pellet after it passed through his worry melon.
I lined up on his ear and sent the lead: POP! He crumpled off of the tree, gave a few kicks, and that was it for this well endowed male.
I made a retrieval video; I'll upload and share that in a bit.
