My wife called me at work today saying a man eating armadillo had burrowed under our front porch. She put a big flower pot on it.
I got home, loaded up the judge with 00 buck, and removed the flower pot. Sat on the porch with a frosty beverage and waited. First saw his head, then he eased out and started a fast walk.
Being the sportsman that I am, he was allowed a head start.
Then with a rebel yell like turtle man, the chase was on!
First shot rolled him and killed him. Man, I wanted at least a little run and gun, but it didn't happen.
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I got home, loaded up the judge with 00 buck, and removed the flower pot. Sat on the porch with a frosty beverage and waited. First saw his head, then he eased out and started a fast walk.
Being the sportsman that I am, he was allowed a head start.
Then with a rebel yell like turtle man, the chase was on!
First shot rolled him and killed him. Man, I wanted at least a little run and gun, but it didn't happen.
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