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November 19, 2006
The Great White Hunter
I was living in Marietta at the time. I’d been hearing peculiar sounds (pitter patter click click) in the early morning hours, for weeks; I knew what was causing them. The traps weren’t working…
I had to do something…Radical…
My sister in law and her daughter were in town. A, the daughter, was sleeping on the couch in the living room.
3:00 am., I hear screaming…women screaming…my bitch was screaming.
I bolt from bed, throw some lounging trousers on, and head for the noise.
My bitch is standing on a chair…her sister is telling her daughter to stay put, and a huge ass rat mouse is frozen in the light, in the kitchen. Not moving. The women are panicked…no, not panicked…I should say excited. I tell her (the sister in law) to get my pellet gun…it’s behind the chest-of-drawers in my bedroom. She brings back the BB gun…I say NO, wrong gun…I need the other one…She says DAMN!, and fetches the right one.
Meanwhile, the rat mouse is still frozen…my woman is still on the chair, and her niece is still on the couch. I insert a .177 hollow point pellet, (my pellet gun is a one pumper, 1200 fps), and pop that fucker from about 17 feet…Didn’t kill him though…it was flopping like a fish out of water…blood spewing all over the place…my bitch is screaming “shoot it again, shoot it again�….Now, do you know how hard it is to hit a mortally wounded flopping rat mouse , with a pellet gun? Pretty damn hard.
Anyway, my aim was true…and the second shot put it down for good. It was a mess to clean up, though.
I’m now known, in a small circle, as the Great White Hunter!!!
Posted by Yabu at November 19, 2006 11:32 AM | The Past
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... now that is a helluva story....
Posted by: Eric at November 19, 2006 12:06 PM
Nonetheless, it is a true story. I still get shit about that one everytime I see my inlaws. As far as inlaws go; It ain't bad to be known as the Great White Hunter.
Heyhehehe!!!
Posted by: Yabu at November 19, 2006 12:14 PM
I'm impressed with your aim but I have to tell you, as any good country girl has done, I usually dispatched the buggers by pounding them to death with a heavy shoe. Less blood that way.
Posted by: Libby at November 19, 2006 03:25 PM
Wouldn't a cat be easier? ;)
Posted by: Lisa W. at November 20, 2006 10:03 AM
You know... if you wrap it with a jalapeno in some bacon and grill it, it's pretty tasty.
Posted by: Dash at November 20, 2006 10:09 AM
