I don't mind squirrels.
Truth be told, I find the cheeky little beggars to be quite charming -- most of the time. With two huge pecan trees in the back yard, I've been known to waste an afternoon or two sipping tea and watching them wind up Herself's Jack Russell Terrier into an absolutely incandescent (albeit adorable) froth.
Howsomenever, attic access is verboten to arboreal rodents.
I've no particular desire to discover -- at zero-dark-thirty -- that in the course of wearing down his incisors upon handy bits of copper, Johnny Flufftail has burned down my sodding house.
So there is an official slam order on any, and all, attic trespassing skwirls.
Unfortunately, it seems the residents of my current municipal area have a bit a complex when it comes to random gun-fire; and while I kind of figured that a .22 maggie was out of the question, I had no idea that a single, solitary .22 Long Rifle report would get that many knickers into knots.
Any-the-hoo, I was dinking about with the idea of purchasing a dedicated Arboreal Rodent Assassination Air Rifle, when it dawned on me that we had a couple of boxes of Aguila Super Colibri left over from Blogorado.
What, ho, I thought to myself, and hied over to the ammo closet to grab a couple of rounds and Herself's Browning lever-action. Experimentation soon showed that not only would a Super Colibri go through both sides of an empty bean can at fifteen feet -- it would do so with not much more noise than snapping fingers; and the holes always appeared right on top of the front sight.
Soon enough Miss Praline worked herself into a right tizzy just outside the back door, and when I went to have a shufti, I discovered a fat tree rat sticking it's head out of a vent in the attic and cussing that little terrier for all it was worth.
Matter-of-fact, it was so busy describing Praline's parentage, sexual proclivities, and general lack of moral fibre that it didn't notice the kitchen window stealthily sliding open, nor the muzzle of the Browning rim-fire just inside of said window.
I am happy to report that a 20-grain Super Colibri into the Brain Housing Group from a range of about eight feet will turn off a squirrel like a light switch.
For Close Combat Squirrel Eradication the Aguila Super Colibri gets the LawDog Paw of Approval.
*Shamelessly stolen from a conversation with Herself.