I would like to start hunting squirrel, and have every thing but a good dog.
I would like to start hunting squirrel, and have every thing but a good dog.
SLEEP! many of you will say. But it’s MY time – I don’t have to work. So I get up early, read the paper, grab some coffee, and just sit on the porch and watch the sunrise, the birds, the squirrels, etc.
Quiet. Relaxing. Nowhere to rush to.
What do you enjoy on Saturday morning?
As I was driving I saw a squirrel struggling in a pain on the road. His body was flipping up in the air, and his eyes were closed, and his tail was bent. He had obviously been run over.
When I saw him, I decided to finish him off with my own vehicle – poor little guy.
For the people who disapprove: I’m sorry!!! But it was dying a slow death. From it’s condition there was no way it could have survived with medical attention. I just didn’t want it to die slow – that’s the worse kind of death.
A man named Bob Sponge (known to his friends as SpongeBob) had a history for DUI. He had been in jail three times for it, but this time jail would not be needed. After a night of drinking at a bar, he decided to drive off and go home. He went alone and had no designated driver. He stumbled and tripped as he walked to his car.
He drove about two miles before getting into a serious car accident. His car spun off road, and hit a nearby tree. He was immediately rushed to the hospital by helicopter. He miraculously survived the crash with a price.
In the crash Spongebob had sustained a very bad head injury. His brain would not work properly for the rest of his life. The doctors decided it would be best if he was put in a coma.
In the coma, Spongebob began to have extremely messed, and disturbed dreams. In his dreams he was a talking sponge, who had no control over himself, or his actions. He had weird friendships with a continuously senseless star fish, and an angered, paranoid squid.
As his dreams progressed Spongebob’s thoughts began to become so peculiar that even after he woke up from his coma he could still not understand them. He would dream about doing odd things like blowing bubbles, or using a butterfly net to catch jelly fish. He imagined himself living under a pineapple. His most messed up thought however, would have had to been the squirrel. Spongebob dreamed of an intelligent squirrel named Sandy who lived underwater. She too would join him in his future shenanigans.
Spongebob thought of other people too; A cheap crab whose soul desire was money, a buff lobster who surfboarder, and an abundance of other characters known as “fillers”.
After Spongebob woke up from his coma, he did not come out the same. He had been scarred from his dreams, and was placed into a mental institution. After two years of further examination, it was decided that Spongebob would be in the mental institution for the rest of his life, because of the severity of his situation.
Spongebob never fully recovered from his dreams. He was forever scarred, and would never be the same again.
@Mango: Yeah…. I don’t get out much.
Im getting all excited because i am doing a coyote hunt next weekend and since its colder there fur is really big and they are bigger. The only thing is that i dont have a good gun, i only have 270. win. so what guns should i get for later on. LIke in 3 weeks im also going out and i want a gun for then. Im thinking of a 22-250 but waht model?
I also did a squirrel hunt with my friend and his kid today with pellet guns and we got 2 and one was huge.
About 4 years ago,(had Petey for less than a year) we were heading for a business/fun trip to Europe. Very excited about it; a lot to do to get ready. The evening before the trip, Petey killed his first possum. It was a momma and we felt really badly about the whole thing especially as she had babies in her pouch. We called animal control and my husband talked to the guy who showed up. Animal control doesn’t handle dead animals and my husband didn’t explain about the babies.
Early the next day, I was on the phone trying different rescue groups to see who would take baby possums. I finally found one about 20 miles away (luckily it was the opposite direction of commute traffic). I put the babies in a shoe box with a towel and drove with them meeping all the way til I got to the vet’s office. (Not alot of places do possum rehab.. go figure… turtles, raptors, squirrels even, but possums? No respect)
Drove home, finished the chores, got Petey to the kennel and flew off.
I would not say that my family lives on a farm. But we live in a fairly rural neighborhood and we grow fruits and vegetables in our yards. But we have a big problem with squirrels getting our food! We have two dogs that are used to having cats around. When they’re in the yard, the squirrels stay out, but the only thing is they tend to trample the gardens too. Lol. Our yard is shaded by large oak trees, so hawks/eagles don’t really see the squirrels or anything. And because we were having a big problem with rabid foxes, the fox population had to be diminished as well. While I feel safer for the dogs and the children that live here, it again does nothing to remedy the vermin population. We live several miles away from any major roads. The only people that come down our street live in one of the 8 houses on the street. All 8 of us drive slowly because everyone has pets, kids, or both. One of them has a friendly outdoor cat and he seems to be fairing just fine. Should we get an outside cat to control the problem? We actually have a ‘kitty fort’ built outside, but no cats. All of my pets are microchipped etc…
Just to clarify, he/she would be an indoor/outdoor cat. And we do have a problem with all vermin–particularly mice and squirrels
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