Bill, you're the only one I would trust with this story. A few decades ago, I was shooting skeet at our local Izaak Walton range with my 1889 Remington ten gauge. I spied a groundhog behind the low house, loaded the Remington with a pair of 1 5/8 ounce high brass #4s and crept around the skeet house. I spotted the groundhog at about 35 yards. Knowing that a shotgun is no weapon for groundhogs, I pulled both barrels at his head. He went down like a rock and I walked up to find him and his companion dead on arrival. I had never seen the other hog until after I shot.
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