Got to share this. Spent a week at Santee with some old buddies a couple of weeks ago. One from Atlanta is a trip unto himself. He lives in downtown Atlanta and bought a Gamo air rifle to deal with the squirrles. He said he shot one and an owl flew down and picked him up and flew off.
About a week later, he shot another one, The owl flew down and landed by the squirrel, looked up at William standing on the porch with the door cracked open, saluted, picked up the squirrel and flew back in the tree.
If you have had a couple of adult beverages under your belt when you hear this tale, it is much funnier.