Posted 19 March 2010 - 08:31 AM
These are tough animals. They can make it to their holes on just the last impulse to their brain, even when "shot dead."My brother and I were hunting the baseball fields in our town, and time after time as we drove up the road to the fields there was this huge male GS that sat on a pile of twisted chain link fencing that he and his pals caused to crumble. It was on an embankment that fenced off a creek. Week after week we would stalk this squirrel and he would be gone as soon as he saw a motion. FINALLY, one day as we were leaving the park and locking that gate behind us, my brother noticed him sitting with his back to us looking out towards the strawberry fields across the creek. The sun was behind him and there was a slight breeze blowing towards him as well. I was riding shotgun and my brother alerted me to the big GS. Since a huge plants nursery was across the street from him, our smells were not a concern. And cars came and went throughout the week.I had an RWS model 34 in .177 with iron sights that day as we wre doing some rather close in hunting along the stands at the PONY field. Since we had basically closed up shop and packed up everything, the only pellets available to me were Beeman Bearcubs. But, I had sized them and worked the skirts on this bunch of pellets and they were working well in the 34. Very well indeed. My bro turned off the engine and we coasted down the road about twenty yards to about 50-yards away from the GS. I wasn't taking any chances and I chambered a pellet and stood outside the truck and brought the iron-sights up just about on his shoulder blades. Pwup!The squirrel remained looking out at the field. Not a motion from it.I couldn't believe I had missed, and I reached for another pellet.My brother said: "You hit him square, he's done.""What? He's still sitting there,"I said. My brother said, "You won't need another shot." I waited and waited and the GS never moved. I walked quietly towards him. No motion at all. As I got to within 25-yards, I saw his legs hanging down through the fencing. The pellet had hit him in the back, just at the lower right side of his ribs and exited out the left side of his collar bone/throat area. It hit just about every major organ it could. I have made many, many, many one-shot, one downed, in my time, but that one GS still is the story we tell.