Mouse/Red Squirrel

[fullrut]

You guys in Fargo could use a few Pine Martens , We don't see small game and upland game like we used to.

Fishers around my place have too many easy pickings to bother with squirrels. Our tom-cat and dog work well together though. Dog spots and barks until the cat comes over to investigate and go in for the kill. Cat brings it down and the dog eats it.

 

[guywhofishes]

I made the mistake of shooting a cottontail with a bow inside city limits once.

Did you know those predator calls they selling in stores are complete crap? Not NEARLY human-baby-death-scream loud enough.

ba ha ha! yes - a guy gets to stomping on that bunny in a hurry when the screaming commences with neighbors around

 

[Duckslayer100]

ba ha ha! yes - a guy gets to stomping on that bunny in a hurry when the screaming commences with neighbors around

What made it worse was I was using my bow fishing setup at the time target shooting at a tennis ball in the yard. Unbeknownst to me, Mr. Cottontail was hiding along the side of the house next to me. I came to full draw on the tennis ball just as he decided to make a break for it. Bad idea Mr. Bun-Bun.

So here I am. Dumb college kid in a rental house. Middle of the night. Shooting my bow inside city limits, with a WHO-THE-HELL-IS-PUTTING-BABIES-INTO-A-MEATGRINDER siren skewered with a length of fiberglass. And said fiberglass shaft is tied to some line. And said line is wound onto my bow. Which is held in my hands that are quickly draining of their color.

The beautiful engineering that goes into a quality bow fishing point makes it possible to shoot a fish without it getting away. This works doubly well on small fur bearing rodents. Something to considering if you're into traditional hunting in the woods. Not so much in town.

So I did the only thing I could think of doing: I tried to real the damn thing in. But I'd pinned that sucker to the ground. I could see lights from the darkened neighboring houses begin to flick on. In a panic, I ran to the open garage and grabbed the only thing I could find -- a plastic toy shovel.

How many whacks do you think it takes to kill a skewered rabbit with a small, elf-sized toy shovel? I couldn't tell you, because I broke the damn thing after 10. The rabbit wasn't dead, but it was stunned enough to stop it's whaling. So I ran back and found an actual spade to finish the deed.

Moral of the story, boys and girls: booze and bow fishing bunnies don't mix.

 

[guywhofishes]

ha ha ha. you ran around looking for something?... God gave you heels for a reason.

 

[Duckslayer100]

ha ha ha. you ran around looking for something?... God gave you heels for a reason.

Ehem...

Moral of the story, boys and girls: booze and bow fishing bunnies don't mix.

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I was not in a clear-thinking state of mind...that's my only excuse for the entire, nightmarish occurrence.

 

[DirtyMike]

What made it worse was I was using my bow fishing setup at the time target shooting at a tennis ball in the yard. Unbeknownst to me, Mr. Cottontail was hiding along the side of the house next to me. I came to full draw on the tennis ball just as he decided to make a break for it. Bad idea Mr. Bun-Bun.

So here I am. Dumb college kid in a rental house. Middle of the night. Shooting my bow inside city limits, with a WHO-THE-HELL-IS-PUTTING-BABIES-INTO-A-MEATGRINDER siren skewered with a length of fiberglass. And said fiberglass shaft is tied to some line. And said line is wound onto my bow. Which is held in my hands that are quickly draining of their color.

The beautiful engineering that goes into a quality bow fishing point makes it possible to shoot a fish without it getting away. This works doubly well on small fur bearing rodents. Something to considering if you're into traditional hunting in the woods. Not so much in town.

So I did the only thing I could think of doing: I tried to real the damn thing in. But I'd pinned that sucker to the ground. I could see lights from the darkened neighboring houses begin to flick on. In a panic, I ran to the open garage and grabbed the only thing I could find -- a plastic toy shovel.

How many whacks do you think it takes to kill a skewered rabbit with a small, elf-sized toy shovel? I couldn't tell you, because I broke the damn thing after 10. The rabbit wasn't dead, but it was stunned enough to stop it's whaling. So I ran back and found an actual spade to finish the deed.

Moral of the story, boys and girls: booze and bow fishing bunnies don't mix.

Wait...This didn't happen to be the demise of Senor Bun Bun, did it?

 

[dean nelson]

Had a buddy that wrapped some mesh below his bird feeder and hooked it into his electrical system in his man cave above the garage. Everytime he would see one on it he would flip the switch with a big laugh. Most times they shot off it like they were launched out of a cannon but one got stuck and I guess after a short time started to smoke!:;:cheers

 

[Duckslayer100]

Wait...This didn't happen to be the demise of Senor Bun Bun, did it?

It was a slow death-by-bow-fishing-bow-and-toy-shovel-and-real-shovel.

 

[DirtyMike]

So funny story Duck, my friends in college decided to get a mascot. It was a small rabbit named...Senor Bun Bun. They were in love until it got behind the tv and chewed the cords to the nintendo and play station. Senor Bun Bun chewed his last cord that day.

 

[johnr]

I blasted a bunny in my garden(in town), with a ruger .22 right in front of my neighbor, not knowing he was in his yard watching me, all he said was you got it right...haha

good neighbors, and illegal activities are a ND blessing.

 

[Kickemup]

This thread made my day. Thanks guys.

 

[Zogman]

Thanks, Guys! Going to completely empty the building tomorrow. Put the gas generator in and let it run for 1/2 hour or more. It hasn't been run for a few months. This shed has a false plywood floor so may have to take it up in a few places. See where all the living quarters are. This is going to be all out war.:;:duel

 

[SDMF]

the red devils must die at our house (lead)

Royce has been narking on them so long that he longer even bothers to yip/whine at the relatively benign larger grey and fox-looking squirrels cuz I don't shoot them

but he nearly craps his pantaloons at the sight of a LRB (little red bass-terd) cuzz he knows it's game on with those

his false alerts are down close to zero now - only freaks when he spots bunnies or LRBs now - good boy

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reminds me - just the other day we were in the yard and Royce was carrying his favorite ball

a big squirrel f'd up and tried to climb the rain gutter just as we came around the corner

before I knew it Royce had him - and never dropped his ball - I sat there amazed as Royce paraded the grounds with his ball in one side and a big fat gray squirrel hanging out the other

He didn't drop his ball until the gray bit his lip and Royce needed to whiplash him into submission

I'll never forget his jaunty trot - ball and squirrel in tow - I still find that one hard to believe

its called a "Victory Lap".

 

[NodakBuckeye]

Hillbillies call 'em mountain jacks, I like LRBs. My dad and I took my college roommate rabbit hunting, will never forget the look on his face and how pale he got after I twisted lil bunny foofoo's melon off.

 

[snow]

Duck,thats because you didn't use a broadhead.

Had my run in's as well,they learn quick when you try to open the back door to take a shot,the slightest squeak sends them running.