A few nights ago, my mom came into my room and roused me from a deep sleep. This was like zero dark thirty. What did she want? A dog was in our pool. On top of the cover, growling and barking. My mom and dad went out to try and coax the thing off the cover but they were having difficulty. I walked out, and saw this big brown dog that was growling really mean, scared me. So i turn around, go back in the house, get the shotgun out of the safe, chamber a round of #3 buck, and go back out. My mom and dad have the dog at the steps now, they are trying to pull the cover with the dog on it, hoping he would get the hint. I stood there, shivering, hoping to God that the dog would just walk away. My mom saw my shotgun and told me that I would be in trouble if I shot the dog and I should just shoot into the air. Riiiiight. I told her I would but made up my mind all my shots were going to be COM.
Suprisingly, the dog just lumbered away into the night, never to be seen again. We went inside, and I put the gun away.
Today, I asked my mom if she would have punished me for shooting the dog if it attacked. She told me no she wouldn't and didn't know why she told me she would be mad if i shot it.
Gotta love shotguns for nighttime excursions.
nsf003
Suprisingly, the dog just lumbered away into the night, never to be seen again. We went inside, and I put the gun away.
Today, I asked my mom if she would have punished me for shooting the dog if it attacked. She told me no she wouldn't and didn't know why she told me she would be mad if i shot it.
Gotta love shotguns for nighttime excursions.
nsf003