Oh boy, these little guns are a barrel of fun. I like to take it with me checking my fences on the ranch. Once, had a couple of coyotes run my bluetick hound right between my legs. They didn't even see me, and she was bawling a bugger bawl like I'd never heard. When I realized what was going on, they were on me in a dead run. I just threw up that little 62a and let lead fly. They tried to turn away but were coming too fast, and I just kept pumping lead, bang, bang, bang,. As they past right by me, the nearest one faltered, and I kept the heat on him. My hound got courage then and lit out for the other one. I tracked down the one I knew had been hit, and found him. A large beautiful male. Eight holes in him. I tanned his hide, and my brother has it hanging on his Den wall.