Ever Shot a Pest Inside Your Home?

LOL I’d would never admit to that if it had been me LOL 

Extreme times call for extreme measures. How did you explain that to the MRS. ( The pellet hole in the wall or cabinet )Still LOL 

I never have but I heard cleaning pellets are good for getting insects. Later this summer I'll find out

I never have but I heard cleaning pellets are good for getting insects. Later this summer I'll find out

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So simple but yet ingenious idea. I’ll have to try that

My house is built on a foundation wall. But no concrete floor. So dirt floor in my basement. House was built in the early 1930’s 

It’s 4 yards from the top of the stairs to the bottom.

I did once- shot a mouse with a .22 CB shot in my college apartment. 
my about 2 yrs ago now my wife called me in a frantic that a rat was in the kitchen,after a quick tutorial over the phone the leshy had killed a rat and the oven

Maybe ten years ago I was reading an air gun blog early one morning. When I caught movement out of the corner of my eye. I stopped reading for a bit to watch in the kitchen where I thought I saw something. Well about 30 seconds later a RAT walked in front of the dishwasher. Just happened to have my 5mm Blue Streak. Put in three pumps and waited. Didn't take long. As soon as it walked past the dishwasher again, I let him have it. DRT It was the one and only rat I have ever seen on the property. I don't think I have ever told "she who must be obeyed" or any of the kids about it. Can't afford to tear down the house and rebuild.

The things as shooters we take for granted, like “know your backstop”. Sorry but that post made me laugh out loud. On the plus side the Mrs. can hit what she aims at!

Many years ago, a friend had squirrels in his attic. I stood up through the cubby-hole with my 22 using BB caps. My friend made chirping noises so the little fellas would pop up to see what the noise was. 

They popped up and I popped them. We musta bagged 6 or 7. The attic was a mess, insulation, wiring, a lot of destruction.

ive shot a couple of squirrels actually in the garage, dont like to do it you got to clean up when its inside ... speaking of whacking one to death with the gun, i got after this squirrel severl years back with a .22 and literally nailed him 6 times but no clean shots, the last one knocked him out of the tree and he came straight at me dragging his guts and i fired - out - dammit lol ... so i proceeded to use the butt of the gun as a club to finish him off ... yeah i broke the 'wood' stock of the gun right at the pistol grip .. cost me 100 or so smackers for a new one .. that squirrel made me pay lol ...

44 some odd years ago I think I did. The wife and I had just gotten married and we lived in a little cabin on what is known as the "back waters" (of Lake Harding, formed by placing a dam on the Chattahoochee River north of Columbus Ga.

One night we heard some crumbling, and a wrinkling of paper sound in a our little cabin. It only had four rooms, kitchen, dining, bathroom and bedroom. I got up to investigate and saw a big-ole rat on the table, eating my dang potato chips. This was the biggest rat I've ever seen. It jumped off that table like an Olympic hurdler. I called it a wharf rat - must have been about a foot long, no kidding!

It saw me about the same time I saw it and it took off. It had come in through a hole in our bathroom wall. Me being the hunter I am, decided to lure it back. So I left the hole alone and put out some more potato chips, with cheese.

The next night it did return. It was winter and I had the space heater going. I watched that monster go up to one of our dining table chairs and just step up onto the wooden seat. He didn't jump, just stepped up. That's when I realized just how big it was. I had placed one of those huge rat trips by the chips and waited.

I heard the trap go off and jumped up from behind the couch, where me and the wife were hiding. I saw that thing leap from the table and escape again. I don't know how the trap missed, it sounded like a canon going off. Anyway, the next day, I sealed the hole and never saw him/her again. I'm thinking the trap may have mortally wounded it and it died upside, later.

I look back now and am amazed that the wife and I were able to live that way for a couple of years before we bought out first real house. And get this, on one winter night, it got so cold in that little cabin that the water in the commode bowl froze on the surface. Good thing it didn't freeze solid, else it may have busted the commode,

Ain't love wonderful. We didn't know how good we had it - love was enough. One day I was coming home from work and stopped to check the mail. I heard a .22 being shot down by the cabin. When I got down there, I found my wife kneeling behind an outside table, shooting turtles off a log with my Marlin .22 semi-auto and boy, she was pissed. You see, earlier that day she'd caught a big bass and was excited to show it to me. She'd run a stringer through one of it's gills. Several times that day she'd go down and check it. But on the last time she checked. all that was left of her prize was the head in front of the gills. Turtles had a feast that day. That was also the day she declared war on turtles. And I learned that she is dang good shot, too.

In Hawaii when they burn sugar cane rats often invade nearby homes - mine included. My wife was on the mainland at the time and two kids sleeping upstairs when I saw a rat parade into the kitchen - I got up and it ran off but I got my Sheridan silver streak out and 3 pumps later and a glob of peanut butter in the middle of the kitchen floor- I laid in wait, prone sniper focus on the peanut butter - 5 minutes later mr rat came out from under the fridge and when he got to the peanut butter- pop- I blew his nose off and he squealed so loud my daughter was woke from a dead sleep- yep butt stock to the head daughter watching in horror 

ive shot a couple of squirrels actually in the garage, dont like to do it you got to clean up when its inside ... speaking of whacking one to death with the gun, i got after this squirrel severl years back with a .22 and literally nailed him 6 times but no clean shots, the last one knocked him out of the tree and he came straight at me dragging his guts and i fired - out - dammit lol ... so i proceeded to use the butt of the gun as a club to finish him off ... yeah i broke the 'wood' stock of the gun right at the pistol grip .. cost me 100 or so smackers for a new one .. that squirrel made me pay lol ...

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Ha, that was a costly squirrel.

 

Ezana4CE 

Thanks for the reply. She still likes to shoot (even has her Carry Permit) - but nothing that kicks. I gave her a Ruger SP 101 and reloaded some 38 Specials down to a milder recoil. But what she really likes shooting is her little .22 Ruger Bearcat Revolver. I keep "regular" 38's in it while it's in a cabinet beside the bed.

I once did, but you have to give it up to @survivor45 his been on it for long

In college my bedroom window looked out onto a porch roof with a gutter. Starlings would gather on the edge of the gutter, noisily drinking and using it as a bird bath...at the first light of dawn. It didn’t bother me until it warmed up and I slept with the window open. I was able to shoot a few with my Webley Tempest but soon, the instant I pulled the curtains aside they’d all take off before I could shoot, so.... I started to shoot them right through the sheer curtain! Soon the curtains had hundreds of holes in them, causing more than one temporary girlfriend to wonder what was wrong with my curtains; I just smiled and said the landlord was too cheap to replace them. I owned the house.