Feral Dogs and "Pucker Factor"
While talking about the good ole times we've had with my brother he reminded me of something that happened to us years ago while squirell hunting. As he and I did a still hunt under a really nice stand of oaks, the woods came alive with something alot bigger than a squirell. My brother was sitting with his back to an oak tree with me about 10 yards away likewise sitting against a tree. He yelled with a panic to me, "Look over there". I already was trained in that direction when two feral Pit Bull mixes thundered out of the overgrowth to our left obviously following my squirell calling. Both came straight at me with mal intent for sure. All I had loaded in my 12 guage was #8 shot and I knew that would just make matters worse at that range and didn't want them any closer for a shot. I dropped my shotgun between my legs and pulled my Stainless Ruger Single Six from my hip holster. One dog stopped about 20 yards away and slowly walked in with raised bristling nap. The other dog came in at full speed. Four shots of CCI MAX-MAG later both dogs were down. We just stared at each other in utter amazement at what just happened and then broke out in nervous laughfter. All said and done we still went home with I believe six squirells that day. That was crazy and taught my brother to start packing a pistol along with his shotgun from then on. He now totes his own Ruger .22 revolver while tree rattin'. Anyone ever had to take out a viscious dog in the woods?
P.S. I never realized how easy they skin out. The meat was a little gamey though. Just Joking!
