Well, I finally got him. The evil armadillo that has been destroying hedges and planted oats. We first thought it was a hog the damage was so severe. However, this one was smart. Not the normal lollygagging dillo by any means. Well, and handgun hunt this had to be. No shotgun ammo around, just myself, the demon digger, my S&W Model 19 nickel, pearl grips, .38 Spl. SWC 158gr. slugs, and a hatred between the two of us. I was able to sneak around the brushline, watching my opponent stand on his haunches, for he was being his normal suspicious, alert self. I closed the distance to within 7yds, I could have sworn he knew of my intentions, he was daring me to act. The nickel finished angel breathed with fire as the adversary of horticulture flipped over and over for 10 seconds before laying on it's back giving the victory to me. Double lung hit, it could last no longer. My handgun hunt is complete.