The Wolverine eats again

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The wolverine is one mean dude. The shot was 30 yards almost straight downhill into a creek bed. The wind was in my face so he couldn’t smell me. I had to run a couple hundred yards there and back to get the rifle. I whacked him right in the head, and he was flopping around so much with nerves that I decided to put one in the heart. Double dead. Better dead. Nasty critters. 

I recently decided that the wolverine is first choice for vermin control. It will put five shots in a nickel at 50 yards every time. And as you said it’s damn pretty.

mike