Well, I had a fairly interesting hunt yesterday. I was out in Columbus, Texas, on my Dads ranch, hunting deer. I was sitting on the ground, up against a tree with lots of cover. I had a S&W .44 Magnum revolver with 6 inch barrel on it. As I was sitting there, waiting, a squirrel was galavanting about the trees and ground nearby, apparently completely oblivious to my presence. After about 1 hour, a nice buck appeared, not huge since this is Texas, he had a good rack though, a nice 8 pointer. Well, I saw flashes of him headed my way, and I got ready, cocking my pistol and everything, waiting for him to get within 20 yards. He stepped into the clearing, I drew a bead on him, and thats when the squirrel decided to check me out. Close up! I heard him scampering down the trunk of the tree, and just as I was about to fire, he landed on my shoulder. I knew it was just a squirrel, but I couldnt help it, I jumped up hollering and knocked him from my shoulder with teh barrel of the revolver. The buck naturally hightailed it out of there. I was so furious at the squirrel that I started firing at him with full power 300 grain loads. I think I reloaded twice before I finally nailed him. So now here I am, with a darn squirrel in teh freezer rather than a nice buck! I hate squirrels!