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2024/2025 Squirrel Hunting Thread...........

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Just had to post this for Ed, specifically. This little guy was having a lot of fun all summer and he's still a bit wound up at times. Once I switch from archery deer to squirrel season, I am definitely going to be careful to not shoot him. Too many silly videos of him to post but this is a good example.
 

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Do any of you sing to yourself quietly
The theme song, Davey, Davey Crockett, King of the wild frontier?
Or out loud maybe if you have made
A successful shot.
I can't say it's that jingle but I think, say, and sing some weird manure when I'm in the woods by myself. 🤔🤫
 
First, this thread has flintlock muzzleloader hunting in it, but it also has some shotgunning in it. It's been a great squirrel season so far for me. It all started a week or so before season opened when I got a text from sister asking me if I wanted my gun back. The gun in question is a 1947 Ithaca Model 37 in 20 gauge. Back in 95' when I turned 12 my father and uncle gave me my grandpa's shotgun for my first gun. I took that gun on my first ever hunt that fall for squirrel. For close to 20 years I carried that gun all over Michigan chasing squirrels and cottontails down here in SW Michigan and partridge and snowshoe hares in the UP. About 10 years ago I was moving back down here to SW MI and needed to store some stuff at my parents. I put the shotgun in my dads gun room and didn't get a chance to hunt for the next couple years as my career kept me busy. When I finally got a chance to get into a bunny tournament I went to my parents to find the gun was gone and my dad had no idea what happened to it. We'd later find out that this was the beginning of his losing fight with dementia that would take him in a year. After his death I was trying to locate all of his guns that had seemed to disappear when my brother in law told me he had given my nephew the shotgun. I was confused as to why my dad gave it to my nephew as he doesn't hunt but I didn't want to argue with my fathers decision and start any family drama by asking for it back. I told my nephew if he ever wanted or needed to get rid of it that I wanted it back. So fast forward to my sister asking me if I wanted it back and of course I said yes and had it a few days later.
With my shotgun back in my possession I was eager for opening day and set up a plan to hunt with my buddy and his squirrel dog Pixie. Michigan's opener is Sept 15th so there's plenty of leaves still on the trees and the old scattergun would be perfect. That Sunday our group hit the woods and the day went to manure real quick. We were about 100 yards behind Pixie working through an old creek bottom when I hear my buddy start yelling like hell for her to come to him. I start heading his way when Pixie comes crashing in with blood gushing from her mouth. My buddy scoops her up and we start a mad dash back to the truck. Once we get back to the truck my buddy calms down enough to tell me Pixie was being chased by a large dog and that he thinks the dog attacked her. We jump in my truck and drive an hour to nearest emergency vet as it was a Sunday. On the drive Pixie was bleeding bad and kept going in and out. As soon as we got the vet they seen all the blood on my buddy and rushed her back. She ended having a really deep puncture wound on top of her mouth and one on the outside by her nose. $1200 later she was stitched up and on her way home where she eventually made a full recovery.
Now, I'm still eager to get out with the scattergun so for the next few days I go out and made grandpa proud. I got a couple limits and had a lot fun and old memories of hunting with my dad and uncle who are both gone now.
For the next few weeks bowhunting took up most of my time but I made a plan to hunt last Saturday with my buddy and Pixie again. This time with a freezer full of squirrel I decided to take out my Kibler SMR in .32. Last year was my first year hunting with it and I just plain missed a bunch. We started out on a new piece of public that I'd been hitting a few hours a week during the middle of the day while waiting to head to my deer stand. Both of my buddies had shotguns so I told them if we get any gimme shots I'd take them with the flintlock. Pixie was hunting great and it was long before she treed a big fox squirrel and it was the perfect gimme shot....and I missed. My buddy backed me up with SXS and we had out first one in the bag. We keep hunting and Pixie puts another up for us and it's a tougher shot. The fox squirrel is laying tight up a limb at a crotch probably 30ft up. I couldn't see much of it but lined up and dropped it. I was pumped, I finally got one with my flintlock! My buddies and Pixie were equally as excited for me and there was a round of fist bumps. We ended up getting 7 total for the day and I didn't get another shot. I've attached a pic of Pixie and I after shot as well as one I got with the shotgun. Season here in Michigan goes until March 31st so I'll be out a bunch more and will have the Kibler with me. One of these days I may actually get good with it.
 

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