got a call from someone that found out i was a "professional" ghog hunter. he had a ghog that had dug under his poolhouse and was making a mess by eating his peaches and leaving the seed all over his pool area. he could not grow tomatoes for the same reason. have gun will travel, so i went. his yard was quite small and my hide was 45 yds from the poolhouse. i set up my portable shooting bench covered with camo netting in the shade...i was invisible. the waiting begins...i understood what carlos hathcock endured, except he was in vietnam and his targets could shoot back. a small head appeared, then more body...small, so i waited for the adult, but small one stood up! no way i could not resist doing what i am born to do...BANG! and he vanished in a very pink mist. 15 sec later mama came out to see what happened. she looked around for 2 sec, then BANG! she rolled backwards and gave me the tail salute. gun was a .223 ackley with a hollowpointed 53 gr hornady bullet at 3450 fps...small one EXPLODED while mama took it all in the chest. pics below...viewer discretion advised.