So, here is the story. Saturday night I was out on my back porch drinking about my 7th beer. Out by my garden I see a rabbit munching on tomatoes.
I go to the garage and get my son-in-laws pump up bb gun. 10 pumps, pull the trigger and the damn rabbit jumps up in the air and crash lands. The next thing I know, it is dragging itself by the front paws towards the neighbors yard.
First of all, I had no idea that it would do that much damage (he was about 35 to 40 yards away when I shot him. And second of all I really didn't think there was any chance in hell that I would hit him anyway.
Needless to say I felt like a total ass and I knew that I had to finish the job. Has anyone ever heard a rabbit scream? Not one of my prouder moments.
I go to the garage and get my son-in-laws pump up bb gun. 10 pumps, pull the trigger and the damn rabbit jumps up in the air and crash lands. The next thing I know, it is dragging itself by the front paws towards the neighbors yard.
First of all, I had no idea that it would do that much damage (he was about 35 to 40 yards away when I shot him. And second of all I really didn't think there was any chance in hell that I would hit him anyway.
Needless to say I felt like a total ass and I knew that I had to finish the job. Has anyone ever heard a rabbit scream? Not one of my prouder moments.
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