I want the towns with all the dumb dogs that just stand around and wait for the .17 Fireball to go pop followed almost instantly by them popping.
The one by the river over at Adams was mighty fine the first year but sure wasn't much last year. I sure enjoyed the field behind the rancher's house where Dan helped him work on the equipment while I popped praririe poodles.
Again this year I'll only be shooting the morning and getting out of the sun for the rest of the day as I can't take mid day and after noon sun without a visit to the hospital.