I love all my rifles, but my Marlin 881 will always take the honor of favorite. I got the rifle when I was 12 years old, and it was a constant companion for many years. The rifle, along with an old Weaver 4x scope my uncle gave me, has accounted for untold numbers of prairie dogs and a sizable pile of cottontails too. It almost seems to shoot without me in the field, if that makes amny sense.....the act of shouldering it, finding my target in the scope, flipping off the safety, and squeezing the trigger have all become instinctual after 20-some odd years of using it. It may just be a cheap bolt .22 to some, but that rifle symbolizes all I love about shooting and hunting to me, and I will never part with it as long as I'm kicking.