LIFE IS LIKE A JOURNEY...

As I’ve mentioned earlier that my husband was looking for his pellets then came back to me after 20 minutes and happily told me that he found it. My husband has different kind of guns and some of them are from his late father and he is keeping them inside the safety volt. Some are really dangerous and some are just for shooting. He showed me one of his heavy duties and showed me how to use it in case of emergency.

I don’t like guns. I’m afraid to hold or be near them. For me, holding guns is like holding your life but for others is for fun.

So my husband was playing with his gamo pellet gun and shooting this poor beer can in front of our trailer the other night. He was enjoying it and hit the can every time he shoots it. It was around 9PM already and we just finished our dinner so I decided to watch and hang out with him. He asked me to try it and if I can shoot the beer can, so I stand up and get the gun from him. Before that showed me first on how to hold it and aim the target. At first, I missed it because my hands are shaking. Then I tried the second one and bull’s eye! I hit it. I was jumping because I never thought that I can hit the can. We were both laughing and enjoying our time shooting the can.

Now, if someone wants to harm me, I will shoot them with our pellet gun!