Had to run out to my dad's this morning and pick up a compresser for my camo painting. As I pulled into the farm I noticed my dad outside looking up at his house roof.? I got out and asked, " what you looking at dad". He pointed at a hole in the peak where something had chewed a hole through and said two word's "damn squirrel's". That's all it took, walked back to my truck, pulled out my truck gun, the B3 and chambered a Gamo MP. I walked back and told dad that this may take a little while but I'll take care of it. I rested my baby on the hood of my truck and waited and it didn,t take long, out pop's this head from the hole. As my dad watched I pulled up and set the crosshair's waiting for him to get about half way out. That's it, BAM! he dropped out and landed on the porch. My dad smiled and said, you shoot those thing's pretty good. I replied I learned from you.:) I cleaned it for him and he threw it in the icebox, he eat's em too hehe. Pest control and got lunch to boot. Ed
