gun_slinger_boy
.338 Win Mag
BLUF no one is dead. A few months ago we woke up to find our garbage cans knocked over and a couple garbage bags dragged into the nearby woods. The bag was torn into but the cleanup was easy because the garbage was mostly still in the bag. Something must have scared whatever got it off in the middle of it's breakfast. The little bastard(s) must have done it right after we left for work in the morning because my girlfriend ended up coming back home after only and hour. We thought that it might have been the raccoon family that at the time was living in our attic. They were dispatched soon after the incident.
A few weeks ago the critter(s) struck again. This time it was an absolute mess. Garbage strewn all up and down our driveway (gravel) and garbage in the woods. We were pissed. Well, my girlfriend was concerned but I had to clean it up so I was pissed. Did the coons come back and get at the cans again? Hmmm. So I went and got some bungees and did what we had to do. We made sure to do it everyday and were doing good but of course nothing touched the cans after that.
Well today we didn't bungee the cans and the critters struck. We were sitting watching tv and heard a bang outside. We both looked at each other and at the same time yelled the garbage! We rushed over to the door and looked out the window to find a black bear digging in the garbage. I banged on the door so it would run away and it took off immediately. 3 seconds later in my blind spot another one goes darting behind it.
The first one never came back but the second one was determined. He would just go to the edge of the woods and then come back and make another attempt. At times when I was yelling at it and banging on the doors window it would just look up at me like "make a move son".
I had to get the bungees on the cans or we would be at it all night. So I went and got the bungees and loaded up the persuader. I opened up another door (very carefully) that was away from the bear but close enough to have it in my line of sight and the surrounding area. Following uncle Biden's advice I racked one and fired into the air. The little bastard took off like a bat out of hell. I then had my girlfriend keep an eye out while I was also trying to keep and eye out. It's tough trying to bungee cans with one hand holding a shotgun towards the woods and the other doing the work. I made the wise comment that "it would be nice if someone would have learned to shoot a shotgun". So after going at it for a few minutes she just came out and did it while I covered her.
They were small cute little buggers but that didn't make them any less maulishy. Wasn't taking any chances. They looked like they were a little older than cubs? 150 maybe 200 pounds? It's kinda hard to see the one but you can make it out if you look very closely.
A few weeks ago the critter(s) struck again. This time it was an absolute mess. Garbage strewn all up and down our driveway (gravel) and garbage in the woods. We were pissed. Well, my girlfriend was concerned but I had to clean it up so I was pissed. Did the coons come back and get at the cans again? Hmmm. So I went and got some bungees and did what we had to do. We made sure to do it everyday and were doing good but of course nothing touched the cans after that.
Well today we didn't bungee the cans and the critters struck. We were sitting watching tv and heard a bang outside. We both looked at each other and at the same time yelled the garbage! We rushed over to the door and looked out the window to find a black bear digging in the garbage. I banged on the door so it would run away and it took off immediately. 3 seconds later in my blind spot another one goes darting behind it.
The first one never came back but the second one was determined. He would just go to the edge of the woods and then come back and make another attempt. At times when I was yelling at it and banging on the doors window it would just look up at me like "make a move son".
I had to get the bungees on the cans or we would be at it all night. So I went and got the bungees and loaded up the persuader. I opened up another door (very carefully) that was away from the bear but close enough to have it in my line of sight and the surrounding area. Following uncle Biden's advice I racked one and fired into the air. The little bastard took off like a bat out of hell. I then had my girlfriend keep an eye out while I was also trying to keep and eye out. It's tough trying to bungee cans with one hand holding a shotgun towards the woods and the other doing the work. I made the wise comment that "it would be nice if someone would have learned to shoot a shotgun". So after going at it for a few minutes she just came out and did it while I covered her.
They were small cute little buggers but that didn't make them any less maulishy. Wasn't taking any chances. They looked like they were a little older than cubs? 150 maybe 200 pounds? It's kinda hard to see the one but you can make it out if you look very closely.
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