I had hidden it away so carefully from the prying eyes of the social worker, back when we thought we might adopt a baby.

It had my ammo, my gunleather, my sidearms—everything but the 20-gauge. I was about to tape it all shut and send it to storage when my .357 looked up at me and whispered, "let me stay."

"I can't let you stay," I responded. "We're selling the house. There will be showings. This place will be crawling with realtors and prospective buyers. It isn't that I don't love you; it's just that this isn't a good time for me."

"But what about your p0rn?" it asked. "What about your Hitachi Magic Wand? Aren't you leaving them here until Caravan Day, when your privacy in this house officially ends? Couldn't I take the last train out with them, and your lacy lingerie?"

So little Ruger—the Tomcat—went into storage today. Big Ruger is here, along with some .38 ammo and a few hollow-point .357 cartridges. Because it's just so well-made, and heavy and lovely. I had missed it so.

Wheelguns rawk.

Posted by: Attila Girl at 11:13 PM | Comments (5) | Add Comment
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1 Heh heh. So your Ruger is nestled up next to you Hitachi Wand and beneath a layer of your lacy underthings... Gahwd I love women who love guns!

Posted by: Desert Cat at March 03, 2008 04:10 PM (B2X7i)

2 Yes, but I'm more low-tech than your wife--after all, she probably would have kept the semiauto, and sent the revolver away! To each her own . . .

Posted by: Attila Girl at March 03, 2008 06:44 PM (ROU8v)

3 Don't forget to hide the medicine! Seriously!

Posted by: Greta Perry at March 03, 2008 07:41 PM (Xl4tG)

4 Mm hm. There's a 9mm pistol slipped in next to her battery-powered friend in her bedside drawer. Is it warm in here...?

Posted by: Desert Cat at March 03, 2008 07:58 PM (DIr0W)

5 Definitely!

Posted by: Attila Girl at March 04, 2008 09:16 AM (ROU8v)

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