It's not illegal here in California. At least I don't think it is.


I bagged this beauty with a thirty-ought-six and a 125-grain load in the Santa Monica Mountains, just outside Malibu. The taxidermy fees were a bit steep, and there's not much meat. But these buggers are a worthy adversary for the dedicated varmint hunter---clever and quick as, well, cats.
The songbirds in California are particularly beautiful; they sweeten the very air with their angelic calls and I do love them so. Both they and the Golden State are better off with "Fluffy" on my mantelpiece, where this ruthless killer can do no further harm.
I urge Gov. Doyle to reconsider his position on this vital issue of aesthetic good vs. evil.
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