Between being sick, lousy weather, and ML season we have not done much squirrel hunting in the last few weeks. Finally got out today, but I did not have high hopes. It was quite breezy which made shooting pretty tough today, but some squirrels were out of their holes this morning. Slick was all business today and found me another limit. Five on the first stop, one on the last. I made three nice head shots and three bad head shots. The wind really did hinder shooting today. Of the three I hit badly in the head, one was in the neck, one in the nose, and one in the jaw. The one I hit in the neck bailed out of the tree to the ground, made a run for it into some flooded timber and tried to swim for it. LOL, I've never seen anything like that before, but Slick cleaned up my bad shooting like he always does, and he went swimming for this one. The other two danced around in the treetops a little and eventually fell out on their own right into Slicks jaws. A most excellent morning hunt. Saw 6 killed 6. Maybe try again tomorrow until it starts raining.
First five.
One more.
I went to a woods that is one of my go-to spots for just one more squirrel. We almost always get at least one there. Slick knows it well. When I drop the tailgate, he is off to the races at this spot. He ran just shy of 300 yards in what could not have been 30 seconds and started barking serious. I was already marching toward him before I heard him. When I got to within about 125 yards I could see that he was on the move again, but still barking his head off. He ran by me, still barking crazy, headed straight back toward the truck hot on the trail of a squirrel that I probably should have seen on the ground but did not. He gets about 100 yards past me and gets on a big Cottonwood. I saw the squirrel pretty fast, but it took a minute of hide-and-seek to get shot. That squirrel was treed, bailed out or timbered out and Slick saw him, stayed in pursuit on a pretty long ground track. Even that big ass tree was swaying today as the wind had really picked up by then. I shot, thought I had missed as the squirrel just started running around in the tree like it was going to timber out. I shot a couple more times, hastily missing both times, to try and knock it out before it got into a hole or something. Just about when I thought this one was getting away, it just fell out of the tree and Slick went to work. This is the one I shot in the jaw (on the first shot). Good enough.
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