I was sitting in the basement watching Bonanaza and this tiny mouse came out of the laundry room. I happened to be sitting next to a table top covered with SSP P17 varieties of pistols. He went back into the laundry room, so I loaded an cocked my newest P17. I didn't expect him to be around when I turned on the lights, but there he was by some spring traps across the room. He was turned toward me when I fired...
I knocked him a foot and he looked dead...
A few minutes later, he

was gone... what a vampire mouse. I was sending pictures to my GF about how good of a shot I am and he's nowhere to be seen.
I lgot to thinking so I looked under the dryer and there he was with a huge hole in his side. He must have revived for a last few inches of travel
I knocked him a foot and he looked dead...
A few minutes later, he

was gone... what a vampire mouse. I was sending pictures to my GF about how good of a shot I am and he's nowhere to be seen.
I lgot to thinking so I looked under the dryer and there he was with a huge hole in his side. He must have revived for a last few inches of travel
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