OEH, that is quite the good lady you have there!!

My beloved has not only been tolerant of my sporting arms, but back in the corrections days, I would take her out on the range & she would shoot the riot gun, .45 & .22. (We had an officer & his wife murdered at home.) Anyway, she was great with the .22, no problem with the shotgun, and hit well with the .45, heh, heh, only when she kept her eyes open! I didn't try the .357 on her. We then stuck with the shotgun. There are some things you just can't do without a supportive wife.

Bet she would have been a redheaded hell on wheels with a .380. Her dad was a hunter; he got both moose & bear with an auto Remington, 30 06, always 180 grains. He also hunted ducks. That makes a big difference. I have a retired Tabby, Gus. He is about 14 now. A stray tomcat kicked his butt and had him down by the throat for the kill. It was no match, Gus at that age. I ran off the tom and we took Gus to the vet. She wants the stray tom dead. Painless is waiting. Such an understanding Mrs I have. Didn't bat an eye when I brought the Rem 700 home a few days ago. Some perfume coming in her future.