QC
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And this man kicked their arses . . .
On Friday I went out of San Diego with a friend on his 267 Grady Walkaround. Water temps have just jumped up to 70ish, so the exotics are up from Mexico. Got these three little Dorados:
Made for a good dinner on Friday and Saturday nights.
Then on Saturday morning I was out on our patio reading the paper, and the dogs were hanging out there with me. I came in to take a look at what Olympics action there was gonna be on TV and I left the screen door open so the dogs could get back in. Mrs. QC comes downstairs and she kinda panicky sounding says "hon you need to come here". And there was a 5 foot Western Diamondback Rattler about 2 feet from the open door and looking like he was going to just come on in. Well I panicked for a second thinking the dogs were still out, but they were already in, so I ran upstairs and grabbed a .22 and woke up the boys and laid down on my Kitchen floor and shot the now seriously rattling little sucker . . . Took me five shots as he was moving and he was actually too close for my sights to be right. The last one basically cut his head off, so that was that . . . Then we sat down right there and skinned his little butt and threw him on the barby, Mrs. QC politely declined her portion. Not sure if I did it right, but I used rock salt to clean the inside of the skin and then I pinned it to a large bulletin board and now I have a nice little skin. And that right there is how we handle stuff down here in Metropolitan Los Angeles
And then we were sitting there eating dinner on Saturday night and this little sucker strolls on by . . .
Naaahhhh, we was full by then, and Jethro weren't home . . .
On Friday I went out of San Diego with a friend on his 267 Grady Walkaround. Water temps have just jumped up to 70ish, so the exotics are up from Mexico. Got these three little Dorados:
Made for a good dinner on Friday and Saturday nights.
Then on Saturday morning I was out on our patio reading the paper, and the dogs were hanging out there with me. I came in to take a look at what Olympics action there was gonna be on TV and I left the screen door open so the dogs could get back in. Mrs. QC comes downstairs and she kinda panicky sounding says "hon you need to come here". And there was a 5 foot Western Diamondback Rattler about 2 feet from the open door and looking like he was going to just come on in. Well I panicked for a second thinking the dogs were still out, but they were already in, so I ran upstairs and grabbed a .22 and woke up the boys and laid down on my Kitchen floor and shot the now seriously rattling little sucker . . . Took me five shots as he was moving and he was actually too close for my sights to be right. The last one basically cut his head off, so that was that . . . Then we sat down right there and skinned his little butt and threw him on the barby, Mrs. QC politely declined her portion. Not sure if I did it right, but I used rock salt to clean the inside of the skin and then I pinned it to a large bulletin board and now I have a nice little skin. And that right there is how we handle stuff down here in Metropolitan Los Angeles
And then we were sitting there eating dinner on Saturday night and this little sucker strolls on by . . .
Naaahhhh, we was full by then, and Jethro weren't home . . .
