Shooting

Okay, now don't judge me but The Hubby took me to the gun range to practice shooting. I'm not afraid of guns at all. I was raised with them all my life. They were never, ever locked up but we were taught to respect them and how to use them responsibly. I even own my own gun. We have several guns and The Hubby is a hunter so they are in our house but they are kept safely under lock and key. Anyway, back to the subject of this post. Today The Hubby took me to the gun range to practice shooting. We do it every once in awhile to remind me how to shoot and how to do it all safely. Loading, unloading, safety's, etc., it is all about knowledge. The Hubby used to shoot competition many years ago so he is very good, as am I. Several years ago he took me skeet shooting, which I have never done, ever. The first shot I totally missed. The second shot I left dust wafting through the air. I've always been a pretty good shot even though I use my left eye to sight which he can not understand. What can I say. Well, here are some pics we took today and check out my bullseye with his new one called The Judge! This was my Granddaddy's 38 Special.


The Judge


On a little side note, there was a dead snake there that I found very curious. It was pretty and really looked like it was plastic but after picking it up I found out it was indeed real, dead, but real. I didn't have a problem picking it up but when a spider ran across the table I like to have jumped out of my skin, HATE spiders! Found out this is a Western Worm Snake