Wednesday, May 16, 2012

You Call The Shot

You Call The Shot!
Deer Eating Hostas

Location: Back yard of your urban home in a major metropolitan area, with a high rising dirt mound to catch anything that penetrates.
Equipment: Ruger 77/17 .17 HMR, mounted with a Bushnell 17 Super Banner 3.5-10x36mm.You've outfitted it with your Granddads old Maxim Suppressor and modified it to fit the .17 HMR.
Ammo: .17 HMR CCI V-max Ballistic Tip Ammo.
Range: 23 Yards from your kitchen window. 
Time: 1:30 PM, a cool late Spring week-day. You know all your neighbors are at work and the kids are at school.  
You've been hearing about it from the wife for weeks, she's not happy and you ain't getting any! She's been nursing those Hostas along for years and this SOB has been eating them every day! You know the only way to stop him and her incessant nagging is to drop him! You've tried coyote piss, you even snuck out and peed on the wife's Hostas a few times in the night trying to discourage this Vegan-Cervidae beast, but nothing else has worked!
You've taken two days off work, spent the last two days sitting on a bar stool perched at the kitchen window with you Ruger .17 HMR. This bastard finally showed up and you know that not only are the neighbors all at work but that that old Maxim suppressor your Grandad left you will make this shot just a whisper. 
There's a gentle breeze blowing left to right, but you've spent time at the range and you know this supersonic round will cut through that breeze like your Stihl through a rotten Cotton Wood tree! You've sent three cases of this round through every kind of produce you could find that you thought would most closely mimic the skull of your nemesis. Now is your time, this is your day, this is the moment you have been waiting for!
Your brother has a wedding planned this weekend and you figure some backstraps would be just the thing for the wedding reception. Over the Winter you've whittled away at your frozen venison supplies and you know you've got just enough room in the freezer for this rascal!
Your garage is cleaned out, plastic covers the floor, the hoist and gambrell are hanging from the rafters, all you have to do is drag him in the back door of the garage while no one is looking. 

Not only are you gonna get some quality venison, but you might just get some lovin' tonight!

... Do You Take The Shot?