Chris Cade
36 Cal.
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- Aug 4, 2007
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got home from the coal mine today and decided to do a little squirrel hunting with my new flinter. loaded abby, my nine month old dachshund, in the truck and away we went. we walked through a great oak hollow for a few hundred yards and finally saw a squirrel run up a tulip poplar. the tree was about 80-90' tall with a large fork about 3/4 of the way up. i set up about 30 yards away and took aim at the fork. nine out of ten squirrels would have run up to the fork and peeked out, giving a perfect head shot. well after five minutes he still hadn't made an appearance. with a 10' gully between me and the tree i had to walk up hill about 75 yards and ease back toward the tree. i was about 40 yards from the tree when i saw the squirrel hugging the tree, just to the side of the fork. apparently, he was smarter than the average squirrel. all the while abby was running around having a ball sniffing all the holes and hollow trees. i pulled the hammer back, took aim at the back of his head, and sqeezed the trigger. when the smoke cleared he was doing back flips down the tree. i don't know who was more surprised, me or abby. she didn't know what to make of the tumbling fur ball at first, but she warmed up to him quickly and shook him a couple times. it was a good walk back to the truck with abby really getting into hunting.