And without moving from your porch!
But wait–Big Mama with a .410 or .22? Damn good shooting!
Big Hog Mama was actually killed by an oil truck in front of my gate. I claim the kill. Well…cause I just do. So there!!
All the piglets were killed with my Winchester. Mostly head shots. I killed 2 with one bullet, once.
More snakes!! Aaacckk!
I’m getting out of here. Wonder if scared/unemployed guy wants a ride to town.
Nah. He can suffer. You can’t live in these parts without encountering dangerous wildlife. I heard a Bobcat scream the other night. Eerie:eek:
Son-of-a-wrek said they were cottonmouth snakes. He said “Ma, this place is dangerous for an old Arky granny like you!” I almost hit him.
Your snakes are so large that you actually have to shoot them?! 
Water moccasins get big. And you don’t want to get close enough to use a hoe.
Two with one bullet? That’s hot!
I see your Bobcats and raise you our Fishercats. :eek:
I know about fishercats. I lived in the UP for a few years. Bad, bad, bad.
What’s this, now?
Have mustard on hand. The only appropriate condiment (aside from hot sauce, Nando’s peri-peri will work)). Preferably yellow mustard at that.
I’ll see your fishercats and raise you wolverines…and cougars.
Look guys. Bobcats are fierce. Uncommonly angry at the world. I say it’s cause they got shorted in the tail dept.
Sneaky is their middle name. They’ll kill a whole coop of chickens, eat til they’re bloated. And go to sleep it off in the egg boxes.
You go to get eggs and they scare the crap outta of you and themselves. And puke up chicken guts on the way out.
I dunno, Beck, I think a mountain lion is scarier than a bobcat. They’re bigger and faster, though either one could easily outrun me. (A centipede once beat me in a foot race.) Back in the Wyo mountains, I used to sing as I hiked in case the bear bells on my pack weren’t enough to alert mountain lions to my presence, but I was never sure they wouldn’t attack just to shut me up.
I took the house doggies for a walk. We stopped out by the well house. What a mess. At least they bagged up about 1000 water bottles. Scaredy guy did that. Tore up my grass where the big crane thingy truck sat.
I looked at the snake carcasses. Impressively large. One is over 4ft by my reckoning. The other 2 are shorter. Just think my water was full of snake pee and poop. Yuk!! I was standing there holding my Yorkie and looking at the snakes. Me and Beagle were somber and respectful. Something moved and we nearly jumped outta our skin. It was a frog. Oh, god. Frogs are probably peeing in my water too. Ah, the trials and tribulations of a country gal.
I don’t wanna see either on a trail. I doubt I could out run them either. I carry a little 22 pistol if we go on our long walk. I’m a pretty good shot but I don’t know if I was shocked or surprised whether I could hit anything enough to disable it. I, too make lots of noise while we’re walking. I kinda have to, the two dummies (my sweet precious pups)would walk right off a cliff if i didnt constantly tell them what to do. Probably the only ‘trick’ that they do without fail is a call-back. Any sign of trouble and they come right to my feet, Yorkie usually pees on my foot. So rude!
Beckers–
I hear ya on the ironing. About the only thing I ironed was his fatigues. If I was a benevolent mood.
Years later, when I became a working Mommy, I developed a philosophy:
–if it needs to be ironed
–if it can’t go in the dishwashe
–if it can’t be washed in the washing machine
I don’t need it, and I don’t want it in my house.
~VOW
Ex—actly ^^^^
Bex, I’m not saying bobcats aren’t scary. We haveLynx,Bobcats, and Cougars here and I’d rather deal with them in that order push comes to shove. Thankfully no poisonous snakes. There’s a great vid on the web somewhere I saw of some poor homeowner trying to disentangle a bobcat from his interior blinds. Not a happy kitteh.
Wish you were beautiful. 
That’s gotta be my favorite Buffett song. I’d love to ask him sometime how he took that corny old line and managed to turn it into a really great song.
I hear that with a good semi-auto rifle, she oughta be able to take out 30-50 feral hogs in 3-5 minutes*. 
*Yeah, I know the feral hogs were only a thing for about a day and a half, but they’re still my favorite Internet meme practically ever.
Somewhere around here I’ve got some of his books squirreled away. Used to quote them like the bible to the vaderlings on camping expeditions.