Just walked through the door from work and noticed a shadow moving through the tree's as I looked out my kitchen window. Grabbed The B3, loaded a Predator , put on my hunting hat and out the back door. I moved my way around the side of the house and dropped to the ground and from there watched him work his way down the tree at the far end of my yard, the death zone!. Corner to corner, thirty yard's and he dropped to the ground to grab a walnut and decided to eat right there. Bipod leg's down and ready, Predator loaded and crosshair's on the sweetspot so I sent the Predator away. On impact he jumped forward two feet and slumped to his side, he was finished. A fine ending to a long day at work, grabbed a pic and cleaned him for the icebox. Ed
