My friend had her .22 out to get rid of squirrels around their cabin. At one point we thought a squirrel was hiding in the wood pile, so she grab her rifle and went to find it. The boys didn't want to miss out on the action. They picked up their own guns (pieces of 2x2 and a super-soaker) and headed out squirrel hunting.
I loved every single moment of it. My brother and I started using our guns (bb guns and then .22's) first on squirrels. My mother had it out for all squirrels since we lived in a cedar house and they loved to chew on it. By the time I was 10 and my brother 8, I am pretty sure there wasn't a squirrel in a five mile radius of our home. We moved up to grouse and I shot my first deer when I was 14. Since then I have shot a number of deer, a moose and even a caribou.
It won't be long before these boys trade out pieces of wood and super-soakers for bb guns and my friend will never have to worry about a squirrel again!
Quillian taking a break while hunting: