One of the reasons I bought my first proper air gun was to put an end to the nightly raiding of our backyard bird feeder which is mounted on the rear deck. I've had run ins with these bandits before - bouncing pellets off their heads with my old Daisy pump. But ever since I bought my Gamo Varmint Hunter in December I've yet to see any signs that the bandits were back. I thought maybe the coyotes got them all or that maybe the winter weather had them hold up in the woods.
Well that all ended Friday night. I know when the bandits are coming because I can hear them overhead climbing down the rain gutter. Usually around 1AM while I'm watching a movie they come. I hear the varmint and run downstairs for my Gamo and quickly swing the door open just in time to see him scurry back up onto the roof. Not enough time for a shot. Twenty minutes later I hear him up there again. This time I run out the front door and around to the back. My neighbors sensor light was still on from when I came before so I could see a perfect shot as he slowly crawled down the gutter pipe. He stopped and looked right at me. All I could see through the scope were his glowing eyes reflecting back to the Gamo's mounted flashlight. I squeezed the golden trigger. The twang of the springer broke the night's silence as the .177 pellet introduced itself to the bandit's skull. In a flash the critter was gone - in which direction I could not tell. An inspection of the area the next day revealed no sign of blood or the bandit. Well at least I put a good scare into him, if not a little lead.
Saturday night, around the same time - he's back (or one just like him). This time I flipped on my flood light which scared him off. I knew he would be back so I went for the Mrod .22 cal. and set it up in the bathroom upstairs. Had I remembered what I've read on this forum, I would have opened the window ahead of time and covered it with a towel. Because when he did come back the sound of the window opening overhead scared him off again and up into a tree in the yard. I waited 10 minutes for him to come down. I had a brief opportunity for a shot at him in the tree but the line of fire would have put my neighbor's house at risk. So I waited as the little bandit smartly crawled down the back side of the tree and scampered off into the woods.
This bandit must die.
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Feeder in back yard through kitchen window.
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Back of house with arrow showing where the bandits come down. They leave piles of crap the size of dogs on the roof.
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A look up at the window from which death will rain down on the next bandit that raids my feeder.
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The bathroom lair all set for another night's vigil.