Done a little first of the yr squirrel hunting. Leaves are turning into their typical brilliant colors, oaks and poplar's are still green which makes them extra hard to find and try to head shoot with a 22. Got a decent little squirrel dog that brings you every dead squirrel at a run and lives to do his job. Spectacularly beautiful fall day, cleaned squirrels are in the fridge, had a good supper and cup of coffee, and am sitting here a little tired but filled to the brim with contentment. Amazing sometimes how rewarding the simple things in life can be.