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Livonia
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Bloomfield
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I did something today that I swore I would never do. I shot a gun. Actually, I shot a shotgun. Carrie has a shotgun to protect all at Possum Manor West, and she and Ann gave me a lesson. Scared me a bit. Scared the chickens a lot. Caused the old dog, Max, to shake and tremble for a half hour.
With mixed emotions I post these…lol…
I was only ten feet from the target; Ann says it was much closer.
Annie Oakley came to mind
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my grandfather was a “mighty hunter”, and apparently he got tired of waiting for grandsons, so when i was about three he had me out with a .22 propped on sandbags learning to shoot. I was eight when he let me first shoot a shotgun. He wanted to make a point, so he carefully explained that the gun was going to kick back, so i should hold it a little bit away from my shoulder. Of course everyone KNOWS you have to snuggle it against your shoulder, and he wanted me never to forget that. For my part, i was eight, what the hell did i know? So i dutifully held it away, and i pulled the trigger…and promptly landed on my eight year old ass with a broken collar bone. I DID get a pony, though. Just saying.
Blue … speechless
I’m so jealous, always wanted to do that.