This evening the boys in the neighborhood spotted a squirrel. They all ran into their homes to grab their air soft guns so they could attempt to shoot it. Terry gave them a big speech about only killing what you are going to eat. The boys are "
ok, cool." They would really try it if they
actually could kill a squirrel but their little guns are no where's near the capability of being able to pierce skin or hide. They shoot these little plastic bee bee's.
I wouldn't have allowed them to actually hurt the squirrel, I knew they were on an impossible mission but I enjoyed their enthusiasm. So, this is what
Triston looked like.
They tried for over a hour to get this squirrel. The squirrel had many utility lines up there to
escape by but he just sat their enjoying the sun and
occasionally looking down at the boys.
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