Nutter #14 for this year:
Today, my son's class is visiting the state capital, Springfield, where my state's politicians are alleged to work. He went last year, so didn't want to go and see the same stuff this year. Thus, today was a half day for him. He decided to cook lunch for my wife and I, who work only about 3 miles from home. He made fried rice and a sesame chicken from the frozen bags from Trader Joe's. Not scratch-made gourmet food, but not bad for a 13 year-old either, right?
I kept an eye out there in the back yard, but no action. I haven't put down any fresh seed for the birds in a week or more, so I figured they little guys had cleaned it all up. We had just finished lunch when this lad materialized to really hunt for some left-overs. I made my way over to the breezeway, prepped the camera, checked that a round was chambered in the Compatto and, as quietly as possible, slid open the door. At first, he just stopped feeding and looked. When I got it open far enough, he went maybe 6' up to a comfortable resting spot on the tree. I thought he looked a wee bit too comfortable. I rested my palm on the door frame and extended my thumb out to make a nice rest for the air tube. Lined up on his ear and gently squeezed the trigger: "poof-POK!" As you watch him fall over, you can see he had the blank look in his eye that meant the lights were out. He flopped out of his comfortable spot with hardly a twitch, but he was quite the bleeder. No fancy-dance today.
Squirrel season is done until late summer now, so this was purely a pesting session, and I'll have to throw him in the trash, rather than the freezer. I want my songbirds to have a full season with as little harassment as possible from the tree rats.
This time, the light was good and I shot the video in Full HD at 60 frames/sec instead of high speed video at lower res and no sound. You can really hear the pellet find its mark.
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Today, my son's class is visiting the state capital, Springfield, where my state's politicians are alleged to work. He went last year, so didn't want to go and see the same stuff this year. Thus, today was a half day for him. He decided to cook lunch for my wife and I, who work only about 3 miles from home. He made fried rice and a sesame chicken from the frozen bags from Trader Joe's. Not scratch-made gourmet food, but not bad for a 13 year-old either, right?
I kept an eye out there in the back yard, but no action. I haven't put down any fresh seed for the birds in a week or more, so I figured they little guys had cleaned it all up. We had just finished lunch when this lad materialized to really hunt for some left-overs. I made my way over to the breezeway, prepped the camera, checked that a round was chambered in the Compatto and, as quietly as possible, slid open the door. At first, he just stopped feeding and looked. When I got it open far enough, he went maybe 6' up to a comfortable resting spot on the tree. I thought he looked a wee bit too comfortable. I rested my palm on the door frame and extended my thumb out to make a nice rest for the air tube. Lined up on his ear and gently squeezed the trigger: "poof-POK!" As you watch him fall over, you can see he had the blank look in his eye that meant the lights were out. He flopped out of his comfortable spot with hardly a twitch, but he was quite the bleeder. No fancy-dance today.
Squirrel season is done until late summer now, so this was purely a pesting session, and I'll have to throw him in the trash, rather than the freezer. I want my songbirds to have a full season with as little harassment as possible from the tree rats.
This time, the light was good and I shot the video in Full HD at 60 frames/sec instead of high speed video at lower res and no sound. You can really hear the pellet find its mark.
Please help a brother out and remember to Like and Subscribe when the YouTube tab opens.
