…and have it attack?
You do not want to shoot and wound a bull mouse. Once they are enraged, they will attack.
True story, my grandpa while under the influence of black label tried to shoot one with a .22, round ricocheted off a gas line and passed just over my very pregnant sleeping grandma lodged in the wall just about two inches above my mom to be.
Of course this is the proper .22 round for mice and rats. My buddy used to have an old farrowing house full of rats and mice. These rounds were no end to fun with pistols.
Oh hell guys, you young city kids don’t know what you missed. We used to go to the city dump or even out to the corn crib and use .22s. .22lrs were .50 c box way back then and that was picking up a case of Coke bottles.
City boys my reb ass, I cut my teeth on a 22 rifle barrel, was my grandpa taught me how to shoot it.
more rats, squirrel,rabbits,squirrel, ground hogs,deer have met their end at the business end of my 22 than I should care to count.
Now days 22 is more for fun than food on table, but ya never know when that is apt to change
If you find some .22 ammunition buy it. Brad had something to say about this several years ago:
Ain’t that the truth rj. I still have the one my grandpa gave me. 11″ barrel. I even got to eat crow, after I shot one and it wasn’t a game animal. The beauty of growing up in the mountains of East Tennessee.
If my cat Turf were still alive, that mouse would be deader than disco. My current cats Hannah and Tuna, who both live a life of luxury, wouldn’t know what to do with it.
That range that RJM and Ray go to is nice nowadays. It used to be a dump. Literally. Just a bunch of junk in an old dug out quarry.
I went there once back in the day and there was a bunch of cardboard boxes set up with Playboy centerfolds someone had been using as targets. Is that creepy or what?
Back in the late 60′s and early 70′s my family had a service station, the building was made of square clay tile and had absolutely no insulation and many holes for the mice to come inside in the winter. I had a .22 pellet rifle that was deadly to any little vermin that would be foolish enough to stick his head up. Made some great head shots with that little pellet rifle.
Inside the house we used a almost empty large ‘tater chip bag. Put it along the floorboard and when you hear it in the bag just pick it up. Worked better than our cat. But it was fun watching our cat play volleyball with a 1/2 dead mouse.
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