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At our cabin, we have reds, blacks, and grays eating up our bird seed. They all get a pass, except the reds. Those destructive little buggers get a dose of .177 chest pain
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When I go out my door and hear a red squirrel, they're toast. I get every single one of them, 27 last summer, 16 this summer; another neighbor claims 50. I use CCI Low Noise or CB shorts, both of which are v quiet.
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Mine go into the north branch of the Au Sable. Ultimately, they become fish food
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Mine go into the back yard where ravens or foxes find them. I have very fond memories of wading the Ausable for a couple of miles and trout fishing. What a perfect trout stream.
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Speaking of squirrel hunting I just finished Cogan's Woods by Ron Ellis. Nice read.
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