Range time and Ratilda 2

I like it when we are alone with no neighbors.
That’s when I can safely use my backyard range. All 23 m / 25 yd of it.
Safely? Only because I won’t get some jerk moaning about the ‘plink, plink, fizz’ of my quietened rifle. Anyway, way I figure it, I also needed the practice seeing as though our neighbor has a small rat problem.

Actually it’s quite a LARGE (in weight) brown rat problem.
Corn fed from the neighboring farmers fields, bird table scraps in most gardens, and trash bins that the neighbors never secure properly.

I mean it’s not like it’s hard for them to find good shelter in most gardens as sheds seem pretty much obligatory round us, and the concept of keeping things squared away is unknown in most gardens. So for ratty, cover comes free!

So who was Ratilda 2?
Before I sent her to Rat Heaven a couple of days ago.
Probably the sister of Ratilda 1
Whose backward flip was
Nothing less than spectacular.

I’ve always hated rats, although I do admire their survival skills.
However, it’s ingrained in me, one shot, one kill, and anything I aim at needs that respect, even a rat.

Except that needs practice because shooting, like any physical skill, needs to be kept working. The muscle memory, sight patterns, ranging, and the whole mechanics of BRASS. You do know the military acronym BRASS, don’t you?

“B” Calm your BREATHING.
“R” RELAX before attempting the shot
“A” Establish your AIM point
“S” STOP and review your setup, (or Take up the trigger SLACK).
“S” for SQUEEZE the trigger until the shot is fired.

Including that little issue called follow through.
Something that is really important to master when using low power air weapons.

Anyway, I didn’t think I would have a problem today and key holing shots proved once again that the rifle was smarter than me.

Are you like me friends?
The only time you really relax is behind a stock?
I don’t even mind that my full bore days are over and all I get to play with is 22’s and the occasional 556.

For me the satisfaction was always hitting the mark and the skill of getting close enough without the mark knowing you were ever there.

Which is why I still enjoy pest controlling.
I get to pull the trigger again with all the fun of the ‘chase’.
And zero chance of copping some return traffic.