I live in the country and I let my dog out today after lunch and he runs over to the woodpile and has his spiked look so I know something is there. My wife comes out (she is a city girl) and asks what is going on as I walk over to see what my dog is fussing about... I look between two blocks of wood and there my dog has a mouse cornered but it is too narrow for him to grab him... I tell my wife and she is getting upset as she doesn't want me to "wack" him with something... SO, I walk into the house, grab my 12ga and a # 7 1/2 shell and before she can say anything "bang"... she didn't know what to say and all I said was that I didn't "wack" him with anything... funny as heck! Liteally zero left of the mouse... 
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