Got out with a rifle today looking for squirrels and anything edible.
Edible into the bag.
Jess treed some squirrels for me and retrieved some, well, kind of retreived.
The last shot made me chuckle, it was a crow but at distance.
I underestimated the distance and did not give enough hold over as I aimed off hand.
The crow flew off but what came back was the sound of the bullet hitting the post.
I paced it off at 218 paces and short of the hold over being not enough I was pleased with the windage.
A grand walk. Love this time of year.
U.