Tuesday, July 11, 2006

I have really bad aim

I wasted some perfectly good ammunition tonight trying to shoot rats in the chicken coop. There is one coop that has been absolutely plagued by rats. They won't allow themselves to get trapped, they won't touch poison, they are sneaky buggers. I killed one last week (not by shooting it) and tonight I went out after dark and tried again. Yeah, I really shouldn't bother. If there was a family of hyenas living under there I probably still wouldn't be able to hit one, so a rat is out of the question. Thursday though will be the end of the rat family. We are going to drag the coop off that location (it's one of the moveable ones, they are under plywood floor) and the dogs and I are going to do what needs to be done. I'll post up a pic of my bounty if I can. I've been warned not to blog about this (it's not ladylike, you'll all think I'm a freak) but hey, it's what makes life interesting and I'm sure you've already all figured out I'm a little weird anyway. I'll just make sure to leave "killing rats" out of my list of hobbies in any personal ads or anything! ;-) Then again...

3 comments:

Dan said...

I think it is hot!

Katherine Plumer said...

Well.... you would. >;-)

Anonymous said...

Katherine with a gun? Well, when you live in the country, you sometimes have to be tough. When Bob was 6, our Yorkie found a rat in the house. It took an hour for the 3 of us plus Gertie the Queensland to finally catch the thing. We were barking and screaming and swinging brooms. Finally Gertie snatched the rat and ran out the back door to kill it on the lawn. We were celebrating noisily when I noticed the front door was open and there were Jehovah's Witnesses standing on the porch. Having not seen the rat, they thought we were pretty wild. JJ