I went hunting on Saturday, October 22. It was my 2nd hunt of my whole life. I was focusing on a squirrel when Daddy turned his head to look. Surprisingly, he happend to see a squirrel in some brush. I held up my gun (22) and put my crossairs on the squirrel's head and I shot it. I went to cut up its guts. On the way back to the truck,we saw a squirrel on a tree. Daddy held up the gun and took a shot. He got it. The next day, we had squirrel soup for lunch. It was a fun hunt.
