Let’s make something clear right away: I am not a hunter. I have never taken hunter’s safety and I really could care less about shooting an animal. However, I am married to a man who could never own a big enough gun safe, is constantly reloading and testing new rounds, has a 12 foot enclosed trailer filled to bursting with decoys, and really, really, really wants me to have the same priorities in life.

I can always tell when he wants to buy another gun, but can’t quite justify it because it hasn’t been long enugh since he plunked down hundreds (or thousands) of dollars on a new gun for himself.

He starts telling me that I could use a new gun. There’s usually a trade of some sort involved, so at least we dont have guns coming out of our ears…yet.

Here is his latest purchase for me; a 25-06. I think he chose it because it had good reveiws and he really, really, really wanted it, but needed a reason to buy a girl’s gun.

He was kind enough to set up the scope and everything for some target practice.
Best of all, I got to lay right next to the poop pond at our neighbors feedlot to shoot it.
That’s right.
A poop pond; full of cow poop.
I tell ya, life doesn’t get much better than that!

2 replies on “I Got Me Another Firearm”

  1. you’re such a good woman! luke hasn’t gotten to the point of buying me guns yet, but my brother did before i got married! it’s a good feeling sometimes to just throw it into the coversation .. oh yeah my 20 gauge is super accurate. ha.

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