Just popped the .22 mag at a couple of 'em last night on the small pond. Went out late just for fun and saw them roosting on the little hump in the middle of the pond, no doubt crapping as much as they could muster up, but the Savage sent them flying. Funny, after the first shot hit the water by the island, they just hopped off and landed about 20 feet away. The second shot right between them sent them on their way. Man, those things just piss me off!
I go through the same eradication procedures and share your dislike of those birds. We should get a couple sixers and sit down for a discussion of this and other pertinent matters....
