The shotgun turned out to be handy anyways. We were unloading furniture from the trailer and Rob's dog was driving us crazy trying to get us to throw a stick for him. One round of buckshot took care of that problem...
Rob walked around with the shotgun for a minute, tracked an imaginary bird in the air, pulled the trigger, and the dog ran off looking for the bird for the next 10 minutes while we finished unloading the trailer.
Edited by bridgman (01/01/10 10:32 PM)
That's how it read AFTER you edited the post? That second sentence couldn't come soon enough!
