morning, 6 o'clock. I'm just out of the shower and half way through a shave. Sandi feeds the pups and puts them out for their after breakfast constitutional. Next, I hear her screaming. They've got Winston, they've got Winston! I come running out half lathered and au naturelle. I grabbed the 22 hornet and step out onto the deck. I can't see them if I lean on the handrail so I grab a snow shovel and use it as an upright monopod. A 198 yards shot in the head. The rest of the pack scatters. Considering the circumstances, I'm more than a little proud of that shot LOL.