A short story about one armadillo. (Warning: gross factor)
When my parents retired and moved to Florida they were able to have a grass lawn to be proud of.
Enter one armadillo. Oh, what a mess that little guy made of the entire back yard.
Enter my brother, the hero, who loves antiques and guns.
Have a look at the gun in this link and see if you think this will have good results.
http://www.gunthorp.com/firear...
Good old brother decided to shoot the armadillo using an antique blunderbuss. Oh, what a mess.
Once the smoke finally cleared my parents could see that, yes, he had stopped further damage by the armadillo.
But the new problem was...whose gonna clean up the mess? Eeeeewwww
