OOOOOOOOHWEEEEE that's some "don't argue" you got there!! I bet the little ol' ladies don' argue when you help them across the road, even if'n they di'n wanna go in the first place
Now me, I'm jus a simple critter (see photo above), so a plain ol vanilly AA12 would do me juuuust fine
Actually, the only gun I've ever fired was my grandfather's .303. I used to go rabbit hunting with him. I never hit a rabbit, but as a little boy it was something to come home and show off the bruises to family & friends after firing the monster.
I chose the cat because it looked funny to me how it could look cute & mean at the same time. I added the "safety first", as after detecting around old gold mines where there are unmarked shafts that you could easlily disappear in and never be heard of or from again, and also being out in the Australian bush, I think it really does need to be a prime consideration when planning an outing. It's one thing to be injured when the hospital is only 20 min away by ambulance, it's a whole new thing when you're injured and the nearest hospital is an hour or three by helicopter (if they find you).
recently, so I'm reduced to dredging the net for stories for my fix 
