A few weeks ago Cory and Jordan had an opportunity to go hunting. They had a great time, Cory shot a 8 point and J got a doe.

So we had some hunting rifles still at our house that following week that came in handy. There are several "critters" that live amongst us out here, and several are not very welcome. We had spotted a opossum around lately and our trash was getting attacked frequently at night. So one morning I was walking up our back steps and something in the trashcan, sitting under the stairs, caught my attention. It was a opossum..... playing opossum!!!!!!! So of coarse I scram and ran in the house hollering for Jordan to come get it.
He puts on proper "hilly billy" attire consisting of t-shirt, basketball pants, and steel toed boots, grabs the rifle and heads for the trash can. He pulls it out into the pasture and after a few kicks on the trash can he gets the thing out on the ground. He has always been a very good marksmen and I know nothing about guns so I thought this would be a snitch for him.
Well I learned that you can't shoot something that close with a long range rifle. He tried twice to hit that stinker and missed both times. The first time I caught it on video and the little thing actually hid behind the trash can then popped right out after the rifle shot. Finally I took him a 2x4 and he got the job done. It was a sight to see. Great times just keep-a-coming out here on the farm .hahahaha