Some 10 years ago, the curmudgeon bought a paintball gun.
The plan was to scare the deer away from eating his sainted wife's plants, that she would freak about if deer invaded the property (the curmudgeon saw nothing more than green stuff, so the lesson was kind of lost).
So, shoot the invading deer with the paintball gun.
Gun? Rather a reach. I did hit my neighbor's house, seeing how it was a much bigger target than the offending deer.
After many years of trying, I finally hit one. Instead of fleeing, it did that "deers in the headlights" bit - it froze.
The curmudgeon resorted to Plan B - he shouted, threw a few rocks at it, and it was gone.
I'm currently after squirrels.
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