just a few minutes ago i finally got that big ole' groundhog that i've been after for 3 years.. <br /><br />he lives under my shop an he's BIIIGGG.. he spawns 3 a year which i pop an they move on.. <br /><br />but this one,, i don't know how he does it,, but he's like the battery bunny.. goes on an on.. i popped 'em so many times you'd think he'd die from lead poison..<br /><br />he's so smart to .. knows ever move i make.. runs at the slightest noise.. even the door knob at 25 yards.. he's hard to get a shot at..it's been 3 weeks or more since the last..<br /><br />walked past the backdoor an peered out yonder an there he was.. big ole' fat butt & all... <br /><br />i was verwy verwy quite.. an he saw/heard an ran.. but just before goin' under the shed he stopped an turned head ,, i shot.. that quick..<br /><br />i just bought this new gammo 1000 fps one pumper w/scope.. dailed it in with point pellets .. but it was a virgin at 'live' targets..<br /><br />he stopped.. i shot.. that quick.. an face shot 'em. did some rolls around the ground an got 'em again but managed to crawl under the shed ..<br /><br />boy, is my shop gonna stink until he mummifies..<br /><br />now i am sad.. now what am i gonna do now.. he was my hobby,, my mentor ,, my common respected foe.. for 3 years.. he brought out the best in me an the worst in me.. i never walked pass without lookin' out to spot him.. i just wanted to wing 'em to play another day.. <br /><br />farewell big chuck.. farewell...
