Went to breakfast with the gang on Friday. Seven of us showed up, had a veggie omlet that was awesome, great coffee. Didn't leave until after 12. Shoulda just stayed for lunch. Ha. While there, Bobby was talking to me about a sale at Cabelas this coming week. I was looking at a Walther P22 on line and he said they were $50 off during this sale. Hummmmmmmmmmmm. We left it at "call me if you're going."
Since I was going right pass my favorite gun shop, I stopped in to price them there. With the price of gas, sometimes it's just as cheap to buy local. They didn't have any in stock. The guy, Tom, couldn't find any in the catalog. He wondered if they were being discontinued. I said I doubt it, they are very popular. Then I saw it, under the glass, in the case, my new BFF. A Ruger LCP .380.
Came home, got Archie, went to Dad's, he was washing the '72 Buick. I lifted my shirt and showed him my new BFF. He said, "Good, you need to carry something this day and age. I worry about you coming home in the dark, with the dogs in the house." Didn't know that. I told him no need to worry now.
Been finding little drops of blood on the sheet and on the floor. WTH. Both dogs are spayed, so he told me, maybe someone stepped on glass or a nail. Nope, it's Daisy. Shit. Called Mike, "Didn't you tell me both girls were spayed?" I was sure he did, probably to get me to take them. Which was stupid on his part. He replyed, "No, the little one isn't spayed." "Well, how old is she?" I was sure he had said 6 because Coco is 7. "Oh, she's about 4." Grrrrrrrrrrr. Have an appointment with the vet on Monday evening. This girl is getting neutered asap. I should have known that by the time she was old enough for a spay job, they were already in financial trouble. Oh well, it'll work out. She is still a sweety. Mike, however is on my shit list.
Ah, yes ...free animals always come with lots of little things not being mentioned. But she's a sweetie and at least he didn't dump her somewhere.
I like your new BFF.
".380 in your pocket(possibly literally in the case of the Little Cute
Pistol) beats a .45 in the truck."
Seriously straight from someone who I know who has really done some serious things in his life. Pistol stopping power is all about shot placement not caliber.
Any day you can buy a gun though is a good day.
She's a beauty, congratulations!
Thanks everyone, now, next week, to the range with Bob! Woohoo!
Good choice on your purchase, much better than a .22 and still a small enough calaber for a lady.
DD....yes, and with the hollow-point defense ammo. Could put some serious hurt on someone. Hope I don't have to ever use it.
DD- Don't let my wife hear you talk about calibers for ladies, she tore a long and carefully selected strip of hide from a syndicated columnist this last week on her blog.
Oooh, now I'll have to go read it!
It's at the URL below:
Since I usually carry a Makarov, and often carry a .45, I take a bit of umbrage at "a small enough caliber for a lady."
OMG, I just read his article after reading yours. What a putz. If that is a recent picture, how old is he? 12?
The reason I got the LCP .380 was the size. I have a 357 but it's pretty bulky to carry on my person. I don't often carry a handbag, so, I think my new BFF will work out fine. Thanks for dropping by.
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