I couldn’t tell who was more nervous. Harrison, trying to keep the crosshairs pasted on the gray squirrel pressed flat against the pine tree or me, trusting my 9-year-old to rest the Ruger air rifle on my shoulder without piercing my ear with a .177-caliber pellet. Either way, we were both shaking as I hoped to provide him a steady set-up for a clean shot. Despite the tremors, the boy hit paydirt, dropping the bushytail to the base of the… Read More »
Good Hunt
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