Margie takes out a buncha rats with her Daisy BBQ gun



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While Kurt, the Fall City Rat Hunter was pretty deadly with his M-1 Carbine, it's certainly possible to do some "damage" with smaller caliber rifles as can be seen below in the note from Margie. Email the Fall City Rat Hunter himself and tell him your story too! ;-)

From: Margie in College Station, Texas
Date: July 26th, 2004

My husband just sent me the link to your page. I enjoyed it a lot, but mostly because I was in your shoes a couple of weeks ago. I thought I'd share my adventures with a fellow rat hunter. :)

You see, last month we had the wettest June ever in our town of College Station, Texas. Since then I'd seen several furry friends feeding on birdseed that fell from our bird feeder in our backyard. The first day I saw one I thought it was a pigeon feeding on the ground, until I noticed it didn't have feathers. :) The following day I was outside trying to take a picture of a blue jay when a rat came through our fence and started eating. I got really close to it, took a picture of it, and slowly stepped back to grab a long doggie tennis ball that was lying close by. I approached it slowly, again, and threw the tennis ball right at it, made it do two back flips in the air and scared it away. Fifteen minutes later it was back. This whole week I'd only seen it feed in the mornings... little did we know.

That first week we tried finding live traps to no avail. We used two different traps (including the Victor one you used) and four sticky pads, and, as you said, the rats would eat the bait and go home happy. Being that we live in Texas we figured we could just shoot the damn thing. Fortunately, my husband kept a BB rifle he hadn't used in ten years. He showed me how to use it and that's where the party ended... for the rats, of course.

The massacre started on June 25th. I was having breakfast before going to work when I saw my first victim. Skirt and heels on, I pumped the Daisy and then slowly opened the door to the backyard. I sat on the floor (20 feet away), aimed steadily, and down goes number 1... with a headshot. Oh, yeah. So we're thinking... there must be at least two more out there. We'll wait and see. We returned from work and I saw a bigger rat. Again, down does number 2 with another headshot. When we picked this bigger rat up, we realized it was so huge because it was pregnant. So, I got 7 points for that rat (assuming it was only carrying 6 babies).

To make a long story short, I killed two rats daily (one in the morning and one in the afternoon) for the next four days. The week after I didn't see any maybe because one of my victims was able to walk away far enough to die right behind my fence and decompose there during that time. The past week I've seen two, but didn't have enough time to go out and shoot. I guess they'll just have to wait until the weekend. *sigh*

DAMN ... if I were a rat, I'd stay WAY CLEAR of Margie's house!