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the pond is near the shooting place again?â€
Part II of "Snugs" and "Kunks"
Grandma turned to muffle a laugh, the puppy was looking up at PaPaw, who was looking at me. Me – I was watching the child with that quizzical look, pointing with one hand, the other hand on her hip.
“Honey, Grandpa used the dirt from making the pond , to make a safe backstop to shoot guns†– Grandma said.
“But Grandma, why is it where it is? YOU said there didn’t used to be a road there until …I forget …that road ain’t like the other roads…?
“Ask Uncle Steve *snicker* he can tell you….*smirk*.
“Uncle Steve, did you have something do with the pond being put there?â€
Grandma left the room, I heard a smart aleck comment as she left, her husband complained about his knee, started fiddlin' with the ice pack...I’m stuck with a Snaggled toothed girl and a puppy staring up at me for answers.
“How about I read some more from “The old Man and the Boy…â€
“No. I wanna know why… “
“Umm, you wanna go shoot your gunsâ€
“Okay, but you still gotta tell me why…â€
“Oh Uncle, take these balloons, here is a portable bowl for the pups’ water…have fun…†Grandma said with a “cute tone.â€
--
“Okay what are the rules?â€
"Guns are loaded all the time. Point guns safe all the time. Finger off theâ€muscle†until ready to shoot, and know what the target is and where bullets will go…. With a big snaggle toothed grin “ did I get it right?â€
“Yep†I replied.
[Principles more important than getting the names pronounced right, and said proper I thought]
“Now your supposed to leave your gun in the holster until I say “Hot Range†– right?."
So we put up the balloons, and she had to look behind the target , poked her finger in a bullet hole, then eyeballed thru it to see the berm behind it.
Standing in front of me , with arms folded, that “head tilt†and “that look†“We don’t shoot until you tell me why – you promised, didn’t he?' -she asked the puppy.
The Child version differs from the Adult version. I figured with the earlier run- in with the “kunk†, telling her about the “bad beavers†before she was born and using some Big firecrackers to make the bad beavers leave…made a Big hole, figured a pond would be nice and used the dirt to shoot at.
"‘Umm, okay, still in a weird place , I though the beavers were down over that way…â€
“They moved over there after the pond was built and before you were born…they don’t like loud noises like guns being shotâ€.
“ Or Big firecrackers?†– she added…I just nodded my head and petted the puppy…
“Hot range†she said.
Under my breath I said something else…
Dang puppy didn’t mind the first gun shots,the child minded. "Range All Clear" - my child RO declared...Puppy DID mind when she tried to put shooting glasses and ear muffs on him tho’. Ever try to explain to a child about puppy's , shooting, eyes and ears?
So with the puppy content with wearing a set of EAR [tm], ear plugs hanging down, with the blue cord loosely around his neck, some 10 ft behind us, in the bed of my truck with a chew toy...a satisfied child..."Range Hot"
So with eyes and ears - back on us both...we shoot balloons we resume with her .410 with some really light skeet loads. She continues to "help me" with her .22 rifle...
†Uncle Steve, I got that part wrong…’posed to be the watch where “muscle†is and finger off “tiggerâ€. I assured her she was fine, getting the names mixed up not as important as doing the safe part.
I knew it - I just knew it...
“Uncle Steve, that plastic gun tigger sucks… I like the big holes from the Gummy modelâ€. Damn kids.
Puppy approved the paper targets she shot, wet puppy print 'signed' the targets...
I was so proud when she put these targets on Grandma's white Fridge - white brought out the dirt, wet dirt and puppy's paw prints...
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‘I’m not tired , I feel fine, my mouth don’t hurt, even after eating ‘mellows.
I was still hurting from laughing at the pup eating marsh-mellows…
Funny how a warm bubble bath gets a kid all sleepy; Grandma said she was almost too droopy - to get her PJ’s on. Before we all heard her prayers, we noticed she put that tooth under the pillow…
The puppy was placed on her bed and the two snuggled up …
I drove back home with a belly full of a home-cooked meal. I smelled like a warm house, puppies, good friends, a little snaggle- toothed girl, gunpowder, and Hoppe’s No. 9.
The clouds were rolling in, the temperature was dropping, the wind was kicking up. I didn’t see any bolts of lightening – I guess the Child Version was honest enough.
Part II of "Snugs" and "Kunks"
Grandma turned to muffle a laugh, the puppy was looking up at PaPaw, who was looking at me. Me – I was watching the child with that quizzical look, pointing with one hand, the other hand on her hip.
“Honey, Grandpa used the dirt from making the pond , to make a safe backstop to shoot guns†– Grandma said.
“But Grandma, why is it where it is? YOU said there didn’t used to be a road there until …I forget …that road ain’t like the other roads…?
“Ask Uncle Steve *snicker* he can tell you….*smirk*.
“Uncle Steve, did you have something do with the pond being put there?â€
Grandma left the room, I heard a smart aleck comment as she left, her husband complained about his knee, started fiddlin' with the ice pack...I’m stuck with a Snaggled toothed girl and a puppy staring up at me for answers.
“How about I read some more from “The old Man and the Boy…â€
“No. I wanna know why… “
“Umm, you wanna go shoot your gunsâ€
“Okay, but you still gotta tell me why…â€
“Oh Uncle, take these balloons, here is a portable bowl for the pups’ water…have fun…†Grandma said with a “cute tone.â€
--
“Okay what are the rules?â€
"Guns are loaded all the time. Point guns safe all the time. Finger off theâ€muscle†until ready to shoot, and know what the target is and where bullets will go…. With a big snaggle toothed grin “ did I get it right?â€
“Yep†I replied.
[Principles more important than getting the names pronounced right, and said proper I thought]
“Now your supposed to leave your gun in the holster until I say “Hot Range†– right?."
So we put up the balloons, and she had to look behind the target , poked her finger in a bullet hole, then eyeballed thru it to see the berm behind it.
Standing in front of me , with arms folded, that “head tilt†and “that look†“We don’t shoot until you tell me why – you promised, didn’t he?' -she asked the puppy.
The Child version differs from the Adult version. I figured with the earlier run- in with the “kunk†, telling her about the “bad beavers†before she was born and using some Big firecrackers to make the bad beavers leave…made a Big hole, figured a pond would be nice and used the dirt to shoot at.
"‘Umm, okay, still in a weird place , I though the beavers were down over that way…â€
“They moved over there after the pond was built and before you were born…they don’t like loud noises like guns being shotâ€.
“ Or Big firecrackers?†– she added…I just nodded my head and petted the puppy…
“Hot range†she said.
Under my breath I said something else…
Dang puppy didn’t mind the first gun shots,the child minded. "Range All Clear" - my child RO declared...Puppy DID mind when she tried to put shooting glasses and ear muffs on him tho’. Ever try to explain to a child about puppy's , shooting, eyes and ears?
So with the puppy content with wearing a set of EAR [tm], ear plugs hanging down, with the blue cord loosely around his neck, some 10 ft behind us, in the bed of my truck with a chew toy...a satisfied child..."Range Hot"
So with eyes and ears - back on us both...we shoot balloons we resume with her .410 with some really light skeet loads. She continues to "help me" with her .22 rifle...
†Uncle Steve, I got that part wrong…’posed to be the watch where “muscle†is and finger off “tiggerâ€. I assured her she was fine, getting the names mixed up not as important as doing the safe part.
I knew it - I just knew it...
“Uncle Steve, that plastic gun tigger sucks… I like the big holes from the Gummy modelâ€. Damn kids.
Puppy approved the paper targets she shot, wet puppy print 'signed' the targets...
I was so proud when she put these targets on Grandma's white Fridge - white brought out the dirt, wet dirt and puppy's paw prints...
--
‘I’m not tired , I feel fine, my mouth don’t hurt, even after eating ‘mellows.
I was still hurting from laughing at the pup eating marsh-mellows…
Funny how a warm bubble bath gets a kid all sleepy; Grandma said she was almost too droopy - to get her PJ’s on. Before we all heard her prayers, we noticed she put that tooth under the pillow…
The puppy was placed on her bed and the two snuggled up …
I drove back home with a belly full of a home-cooked meal. I smelled like a warm house, puppies, good friends, a little snaggle- toothed girl, gunpowder, and Hoppe’s No. 9.
The clouds were rolling in, the temperature was dropping, the wind was kicking up. I didn’t see any bolts of lightening – I guess the Child Version was honest enough.
