It's been a good week.
Wednesday, somehow, the topic of house sparrows came up.... Oh, I remember, I was looking out the back window, watching the chickadees being chased from a feeder on the shed, 20 yds away, by the buggers. My wife and I were watching. I explained to her that they were an introduced species and were responsible for the decline of our wood*_*_*_*_*_*s, martins and other favorite native birds. Dear girl uttered the magic words....
"You should shoot them then!"
I froze for a minute, not believing my ears. We'd agreed that I was allowed to cull the squirrels that eat our shed and hunt hare when it's in season. All the "cute little birds" were excluded. If I were running for office, I'd call it a sea change. Or something else evocative and grandiose. Good news.
I snapped out of my stupor, grabbed and cocked the Diana 34. The CPHP slid snugly into the breach. The wife laughed, "Geeze I didn't expect it'd be right now!"
Make hay while the sun shines. Several drop.
Forward to today...
Step out the door, lean against the house. Snowing lightly, about 2" down. A half dozen limey sparrows are zipping from the apple tree to the near by feeders. A dozen or so junko's manage a few brief stays, but are mostly keeping to the trees behind the shed. The Bushnell Sportsman non-ao is set to 6x, enough to get a good aim at the 22yds to the apple tree. Takes a couple seconds to find an englishmn on my side of the tree, about 3/4 the way up. Bamph, Thwock..ticka..ticka... The bird simply falls, a small cloud of feathers fall. As usual, thru and thru, centre chest, the telltail tickas of the pellet carrying thru the twigs behind.
2 more fall similarly in the next 10 minutes, they fly off each shot, but keep coming back. 2 more seemed to have their shields up, clean misses. Nice thing about hunting sparrows with this gun, there never seems to be a mere injury. Hit'em and it's like using a 30mm canon for deer.
We got about 3" of snow down now, since this morning. It's march 29th. Geeze. This almost makes up for it!
J