I live on 1.5 acres in the country. Have been having a few groups of hogs hitting my back yard pretty regularly for a while. Last night they were there and looking through the back French door, the moon was bright enough and sky clear enough I could see the reticle and hogs in the back yard. So I stoked up my trusty old 10/22 and made the sneak around the corner of the house. There were 5 of them, 2 within 20 yards. I picked the smaller of the two centered the crosshairs oh his eye region and squeezed the trigger to hear a click and no boom. While trying to get the bullet out of the chamber to chamber another round the smelled me and took off.
The bulk box of Remington 22 ammo is about 10-15 years old always stored inside, makes me wonder how many will/wont go off... ugh till next time.
It's hell eatin em live