I drew a 365xl out of my pocket and drilled my dog before I could tell Young Richard to cover his ears.
That was at 30 yards and moving out.....
Me and that dog was both surprised.
Shooting a little dog (especially your own as it is moving away from you) is in no way like being in a fight. And what could posses a man to take a 30 yard shot on his own dog with a handgun? Was there an imminent threat?
Burns was tangled in his adult diaper and very vulnerable.
Frankly my backhoe was broke down and I couldn't afford to dig a hole big enough to bury him.
I could give a chit less about Burns. I’m curious why you needed to shoot your dog at 30 yards with a small pistol while it ran away from you.
It wouldn't bring back the frisbee.
Here I was thinking he squatted to pee. My Bad. Good shoot!