Kill seven was a sad case. It ran across the top of the pegboard and stopped to look up and calculate whether it could jump to the rafters above. It looked around long enough for me to get a beat on it. Unfortunately, I broke my record of head shots. This was my first ass shot. He died quite quickly however so I felt like I had done my good deed for the day.
I named him Rigor. His last name could be Mortis.
Poor Rigor received a pellet in his ass. It's just a crying shame isn't it folks?