Armadillos and my wife

2:30 in the morning and the cats (on the screen porch) are yowling at full voice. I got up and grabbed the 39A with red light and snuck out on the front porch. Giant armadillo in the wife's flower bed, really a Boone and Crockett sized Armadillo. If I didn't shoot him, I knew the wife would be on my case. She hates dillo's in her flower bed. So I shot him. And since the wife hates when I let the dillo's run off to die (she wants to be sure they are dead) I shot him between the eyes. He flopped around and landed on the front walkway and breathed his last. Went back to bed. Wife says "what'd ya shoot". I said "armadillo. Head shot him and he's laying on the front walk". What...she says...he's going to bleed out all over my walkway. Yup! Never satisfied....

There seem to be more and more wifely rules every year about shooting armadillos. Kinda like working for the government.

She says she wants to shoot them herself. So I bought her a Browning Micro 22 Lever gun. She won't practice. Had a dillo in the yard the other night and I told her that it was her darn turn to do the shooting. I walked out with her to hold the light. She shot twice and missed. Dillo turned around and faced her and got on his hind legs. I swear he had that look like "what in the H___ are you doing?". He ran off, so now the shooting is back on me to do.

Lol
Good read

Maybe a quick cell phone pic of each kill will make her happy?

Funny story...and we all know it is true.

Nice!
I was right there with ya...step by step.
Welcome to the late night dillo capping club.

I got one that keeps giving me the slip. going to have to set a game cam so I can figure out what time he's coming around. I put a trap out for him and caught a freaking opossum.

Set your alarm about 15 minutes early than you saw him, then you will be ready because he will be back same place same time.

Sun night sitting in my bowseat, waiting for the feeder. the deer start moving in about 10min before it goes off. All the little does are there just before it goes off when I hear a large rustling coming towards me from behind. It took a good 5 minus of tromping around before it came out into the open. I knew it was a big buck taking his time, and out pops a frickin dillo. Took all I had to not hit him with the new broadheads I bought...

Well it sounds like you got a new gun out of it.

It seems like there's a new rule about something everyday. They make em up as we go, doesn't everyone just love playing this game

Yup! Never satisfied....

I killed 3 last week. Wife got upset. She hasn't seen the damage to her yard yet.

I think you need to go buy you a special Dillo shooter with thermal or night vision.

Be sure and tell the wife that if the cat would have killed the Dillo, the cat would have left it on the front step so you were just following the cats example of leaving the Dillo for her to clean up.

That red light on the 39A works just fine, and the Dillo's don't seem to notice it at all. All this armadillo shooting is going just fine. I only made one big mistake, and that was having a big laugh when she missed the one she was shooting at. She had a loaded gun and was NOT smiling. I think I'd have been Ok with a chuckle, but to bust out laughing was pushing it too far. Gotta be careful around the ladies sometime. For instance, I just never feel that comfortable around women that have big knives in their hand. Maybe that's some inherited prehistoric thing. Or maybe it's guilt...

I shoot a lot of them in the hay fields at night. Most of the time they do not even react to any light unless it is very bright. They have been known to run right to the bright lights and after a bang or 2 they see no more lights.

I found a better way to get them. I quit trying to figure out what time of night they are ravaging my yard and have resorted to putting out bottled beer for them.

I just go collect them (passed out), the following morning.



If you had known ahead of time, that your wife was going to give up shooting at them, you could have gotten another Marlin (maybe a Mountie) for her.

That way you could have added to your collection. Not that the Browning isn’t also a nice rifle.

Good luck on your Dillos.

Flint.

Sat out all night a few years ago with a buddy waiting for hogs. The hogs didn't show, but we saw several armadillos. They weren't together, but each seemed to have a specific track, or route, that they followed. They came by multiple times that night, each following the same path as before. It seemed that they just worked a set course, and came by us about every 2-3 hours.

After that night of seemingly continuous practice, I can now quickly identify a noise in the brush and tell the difference between hogs or armadillos.

WE GOT HIM! Wife heard rustling near the trash bin last night, which is part of his route. I grabbed the .22 and went looking. He was gone. About an hour later I here two rounds from my neighbor's back yard. Grabbed my .40 to see what was going on. Armadillo down with two 9mm bullets. We high fived and then I went back to bed. Good riddance.