Sometimes you just have to scratch your head. One time I was out at the range, shooting my 22 at 100 yards, and a wild turkey kept getting in the way of my target. I would start to squeeze and his head would pop into the scope.
One thing about it being this cold. The starlings get preoccupied with the bird feeder and don't see me in the window. I only got the one today, but one is a good thing. Sorry no picture.
All you have to do is watch starlings for five minutes and you know they’re nasty little birds. I wonder how many starlings HW 100s have accounted for over the last 15 years? Both here in across the pond.