One of my neighbors shoots dogs with rock salt. That seems to do a good job for him.
Something like thirty years ago, one of my oldest brother's coworkers had trouble with dog in his small town getting into the garbage.
My brother told him that the way to deal with the issue is to shoot him first with rock salt when he wasn't too far away and then with a regular shell when the dog was far enough away not to be seriously injured.. So the guy went home, emptied the pellets out of a shotgun shell, put in rock salt, and closed the shell. He then loaded his pump shotgun with the shell with rock salt and then one regular shell.
A night or two later, him and his father-in-law were talking when they heard the sounds of a dog getting into the garbage can. He told his father-in-law, "I'll show you how we deal with this around here", grabbed the shotgun, stepped outside, and shot the dog. The dog died real quick. (He loaded the shells in the wrong order.) The father and law shook his head, said "I see", and went back inside.
I've often wondered if that had anything to do with the co-worker's wife cleaning him out and divorcing him soon thereafter.
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Also, years ago one of the neighbor's dogs would go after my grandmother's chickens. The neighbors lived about a mile away across the field and were good friends of my grandparents. One day when the dog was out there going after the chickens, she decided to scare him off. She stepped out with an old 22, yelled at the dog, and when the dog was further away, she aimed over the dog's head and pulled the trigger. She didn't understand bullet trajectories and killed the dog.
They buried the dog and never did tell the neighbors what happened to it.
Something like thirty years ago, one of my oldest brother's coworkers had trouble with dog in his small town getting into the garbage.
My brother told him that the way to deal with the issue is to shoot him first with rock salt when he wasn't too far away and then with a regular shell when the dog was far enough away not to be seriously injured.. So the guy went home, emptied the pellets out of a shotgun shell, put in rock salt, and closed the shell. He then loaded his pump shotgun with the shell with rock salt and then one regular shell.
A night or two later, him and his father-in-law were talking when they heard the sounds of a dog getting into the garbage can. He told his father-in-law, "I'll show you how we deal with this around here", grabbed the shotgun, stepped outside, and shot the dog. The dog died real quick. (He loaded the shells in the wrong order.) The father and law shook his head, said "I see", and went back inside.
I've often wondered if that had anything to do with the co-worker's wife cleaning him out and divorcing him soon thereafter.
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Also, years ago one of the neighbor's dogs would go after my grandmother's chickens. The neighbors lived about a mile away across the field and were good friends of my grandparents. One day when the dog was out there going after the chickens, she decided to scare him off. She stepped out with an old 22, yelled at the dog, and when the dog was further away, she aimed over the dog's head and pulled the trigger. She didn't understand bullet trajectories and killed the dog.
They buried the dog and never did tell the neighbors what happened to it.