Shooting .177cal. pellets through tree limbs stinks.
My rifle still hits when it has a clear shot
One less female pigeon to lay another generation of flying-rat eggs.
I had to wing this one (crushed the ulna or humerus) and it flopped out of the tree, where I killed it with a 2x4 to the head. Total suffering: single-digits of seconds.
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