so, my father in law has a small 11 acres with some sheep, ducks, geese, pigs and chickens. after a few chickens went missing he asked if i could go fox hunting for him. i hid in the "lambing shed" and tried my new fox caller after squeaking for about an hour (im very impatiant) and no sign of mr fox i went for a little wonder down the hill, looked over the hedge and couldnt believe my eyes there was mr fox about 30 yards out so click off comes the saftey and bam hit him with the first barrel and as i dont like to see them suffering gave him the second just incase. a few brownie points with th