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There was a rabid mountain lion on the ranch. It looked normal -- but would then puff out its fur much like an ill bird its feathers.
I was going from one side of the fence to the other. Not right.
Someone passed me a lever-action rifle to take the shot. (It's the rifle you see in Western films -- if you have seen a Western...)
I sighted, squeezed the trigger...and nothing.
Whoever passed it to me passed it uncocked, and as such rifles are single action, there is no result to pulling the trigger.
The cat disappeared.
I was going from one side of the fence to the other. Not right.
Someone passed me a lever-action rifle to take the shot. (It's the rifle you see in Western films -- if you have seen a Western...)
I sighted, squeezed the trigger...and nothing.
Whoever passed it to me passed it uncocked, and as such rifles are single action, there is no result to pulling the trigger.
The cat disappeared.