it is officially *fall*.

I was in Canada for the squirrel "opener" (though who in their right mind, within the "powers that be", decided to screw with the traditional Sept 1st opening needs to be horsewhipped - or something ). Got home Sunday night and they were calling for thunderstorms so I decided to sleep in. 5:00 rolls around and that was enough "sleeping in". It was drizzling and threatening rain. Grabbed my old "starling" gun because it was handy. I had "DRocked" some PMC Match Pistol into hollow points and they shoot like a laser out of my old 77 Ruger. Unfortunately, I discovered there were only eight. Next thought, "Shoot, if you can't kill a limit of squirrels (6) with eight shells, you got no business out there anyway". All headshot and I didn't lose any - pleased about that. But, I *about* fouled up - took me seven shots.