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Posted by copey [206.80.249.98] on Monday, November 01, 2010 at 00:53:19 :
Since I am not deer hunting this year I will share this ‘other “ hunting story with you .This event took place twenty five years ago and was brought about by a load of corn I purchased a month prior loaded with rats . Now this rat problem turned in to a epidemic of sorts rats everywhere on the farm .
Now Copey Junior was bringing his wife to be by to meet Mrs Copey and me for the first time around eleven a m that morning .Well they were late getting to the farm so I decided since I am all cleaned up and such I would just head out to the barn and shoot a few more rats while waiting .I here the dogs barking somebody’s here and I head to the house . I open the bolt on the twenty two and put it in the kitchen window kitty corner wise .
We all in the kitchen the four of us and things are going rather well . This city girl and Mrs Copey are hitting off in the corner of the kitchen and junior and I are discussing wedding plans . The farm house has a long hall way forty four feet seven inches long down the middle and ten feet wide which all the rooms branch off of . Junior notices me looking down the hall way , I fed him with my eyes “look there “ by sliding me eyes from the center to my left three or four times just like when we deer hunt not to break the silence . He sees the rat then his eyes bug wide open in disbelief . Juniors wife to be sees us staring and she sees the rat and screams .The rat hears the scream and shifts into high gear down the hall way . I grab the twenty two from the window instinctively close the bolt push off the safety ,lead the rat by two inches a head and squeeze off a shot. The rat disappears in the bathroom , in the excitement Junior yells I missed , I say not so ,and we started are usual ,did so ,did not ,did so ,did not routine.
Sometimes in the heat of the moment reality sets in 3 ,2 ,1 omg I am looking around at the others in the kitchen . The one hundred and five pound city girl is standing on a kitchen chair hands over her mouth and her eyes closed tight .Mrs Copey is shooting death rays out of her eyes at me for this stunt and junior begins to have a anxiety attack ! Things couldn’t get any worse for me , except for my dog Ricky who was up at the barn .He heard the shot and comes on the run ,He blasts threw his man hole in the wall bears right threw the kitchen down the hall following the smell of gun powder right in to the bathroom . Ricky comes back to the kitchen and drops the dead rat in front of my sons woman , the dog is so pumped he wants her to toss the rat again showing off so he did by picking up and dropping it on the chair for her .
At the wedding my sons frisked at the door me to make sure no gun play would occur ,nice guys they are ,like I have no class . That city girl is doing well she’s a great mother of two fine children and makes us feel so very welcome when we visit her . My neighbors often ask me why my daughter in law never comes out to the farm when the grand children visit , I just change the conversation real quick like ~ Copey
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