Caught the cat food bandit tonite.
Posted 07 July 2004 - 11:52 PM
they are pretty cool looking though
Posted 07 July 2004 - 11:53 PM
Posted 08 July 2004 - 01:22 AM
Posted 08 July 2004 - 06:38 AM
and so precise, like you said, Python.
Posted 08 July 2004 - 09:09 AM
Posted 08 July 2004 - 09:46 AM
Posted 08 July 2004 - 09:59 AM
Too cute to kill, but too invasive to let live,<!-/quote-!><hr size=0></blockquote>
Very politically correct.
I for one would dispatch the varmint to the next life, Hari Krishna.
I lost 11 chickens to Coons last year and they didn't even send me a thank you card.
Posted 08 July 2004 - 10:18 AM
They were invading my house for a while, stealing the cat food and terrorizing the dog (they destroy dogs in fights, my dog knew it and hid from them :P)
Very cool little fellows if they aren't screwing your life up :P
Posted 08 July 2004 - 12:10 PM
Posted 08 July 2004 - 03:29 PM
THANXS FOUR AHL THE GUUD CHIKINS.
(Message edited by shedthemonkey on July 08, 2004)
Posted 08 July 2004 - 05:14 PM
GUUD CHIKINS<!-/quote-!><hr size=0></blockquote>
Damned that's funny!
Posted 09 July 2004 - 06:31 PM
Posted 10 July 2004 - 12:08 AM
....why does your house stink?
....it's my pet skunk officer....
Posted 10 July 2004 - 12:33 PM
Posted 03 August 2004 - 08:01 AM
It all happened in just mear seconds heard her deep growl from the back yard fliped on the light just in time to see her lundge grab and shake before I could give her an out command the coon was dead. She sat there high and proud and literaly pranced to me with that whole look of I showed that little shit whos da boss.
German sheperds are such a geat dog
Posted 03 August 2004 - 08:25 AM
So, anyway, one night I step into my back yard (this is just before something started to tear into my plants) and I see this huge opossum - I look right at it and it looks at me and I actually say, "I'm going to get my gun. If you're still here when I get back, I will shoot you. If you ever come back, I will shoot you. OK?" Then turn around and walk away. Come back not ten seconds later, come out the door double-fisted like Max Payne, and he's history.
And then, not a few days later, something starts digging up my shit and I think, "Oh, so we're playing like that, are we?" And so about a week ago, I looked out my window because for some reason our motion detector lights outside clicked on, and I could just see his eyes - grabbed the PPK and put out a few shots - haven't seen him since. Though I'm having a lot of fun, I feel like I'm in CaddyShack.