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We have a one acre bass pond stocked with largemouth bass on our property, and recently, we found a snapping turtle in the pond, chowing down on a bass protecting it's nest, so needless to say, the turtle has to go bye-bye....
I'd prefer to simply capture it, bucket it and take it to the local brook down the road, about 2 miles away, but I have a feeling that's where this insidious reptile *came from* and I'd simply be delaying the inevitable return, "Gamera" would probably come back to the "All you can eat Sushi buffet" within days
Sorry, Gamera, you may be friend to all children, but you're *not* welcome in our pond, go find a conveniently located city to stomp on, while badly dubbed citizens scream your name in horror...
Anyway, it's become my responsibility to play Japanese Defence Force and remove Gamera from the pond in one way or the other, for the past few days, I've taken my H&R Pardner Compact 20 gauge shotgun loaded with Brenneke 1 oz slugs, and my Kimber Custom II .45ACP 1911 loaded with my 200Gn LSWC reloads down to the pond to try and hunt down that annoying jet-powered flying turtle
Every time I've done it, I've been joined by an unusual hunting buddy, Nemo, our orange and white domestic shorthair cat, the pond is roughly 1/4 mile from the house, and every time Nemo sees me walking to the pond, he happily follows me that 1/4 mile to the pond, and walks alongside me as I patrol the perimeter of the pond.
When I take a break and sit on the float that's currently sitting on the bank of the pond, he jumps on the float and lays down next to me, or sometimes lays down on the shotgun, with a very possessive "I can haz shotgun?" look on his face (I unload the shotgun before I place it on the float, even if Nemo decides to lay on the gun, he won't get hurt or accidentally trigger it, as the gun is unloaded and hammer down)
after a few laps of the pond or a few hours, whatever comes first, when I'm sure I'm not gonna see Gamera, I head back to the house, Nemo once again happily trotting the 1/4 mile back to the house with me, once back at the house, he generally hangs around for a couple minutes and then trots off somewhere (Nemo and his brother, Blue, a black and white shorthair, are both outdoor barn cats, mousers), Blue doesn't seem to be too interested in joining the Gamera hunt though, in fact, I don't think Blue is into the hunting thing at all, he's the more agressively freindly of the two, and would rather lounge around in the house with me....
Here's my hunting buddy;
(Don't ask me why he's got a package of Reeses PB Cups, he's a little strange at times.... )
I'd prefer to simply capture it, bucket it and take it to the local brook down the road, about 2 miles away, but I have a feeling that's where this insidious reptile *came from* and I'd simply be delaying the inevitable return, "Gamera" would probably come back to the "All you can eat Sushi buffet" within days
Sorry, Gamera, you may be friend to all children, but you're *not* welcome in our pond, go find a conveniently located city to stomp on, while badly dubbed citizens scream your name in horror...
Anyway, it's become my responsibility to play Japanese Defence Force and remove Gamera from the pond in one way or the other, for the past few days, I've taken my H&R Pardner Compact 20 gauge shotgun loaded with Brenneke 1 oz slugs, and my Kimber Custom II .45ACP 1911 loaded with my 200Gn LSWC reloads down to the pond to try and hunt down that annoying jet-powered flying turtle
Every time I've done it, I've been joined by an unusual hunting buddy, Nemo, our orange and white domestic shorthair cat, the pond is roughly 1/4 mile from the house, and every time Nemo sees me walking to the pond, he happily follows me that 1/4 mile to the pond, and walks alongside me as I patrol the perimeter of the pond.
When I take a break and sit on the float that's currently sitting on the bank of the pond, he jumps on the float and lays down next to me, or sometimes lays down on the shotgun, with a very possessive "I can haz shotgun?" look on his face (I unload the shotgun before I place it on the float, even if Nemo decides to lay on the gun, he won't get hurt or accidentally trigger it, as the gun is unloaded and hammer down)
after a few laps of the pond or a few hours, whatever comes first, when I'm sure I'm not gonna see Gamera, I head back to the house, Nemo once again happily trotting the 1/4 mile back to the house with me, once back at the house, he generally hangs around for a couple minutes and then trots off somewhere (Nemo and his brother, Blue, a black and white shorthair, are both outdoor barn cats, mousers), Blue doesn't seem to be too interested in joining the Gamera hunt though, in fact, I don't think Blue is into the hunting thing at all, he's the more agressively freindly of the two, and would rather lounge around in the house with me....
Here's my hunting buddy;
(Don't ask me why he's got a package of Reeses PB Cups, he's a little strange at times.... )