#cosostories
Part III: It was dusk and I saw the squirrel in the front yard struggling to climb a tree and its sillouette settled on a tree limb. I was standing in full view of the neighborhood, bow in hand, drawn and aiming up at the tree. I never used sights so it was a bit of a risk.
I let the arrow fly. Nothing happened.

"Shit!" I said...I had no more arrows and a loose flying arrow in a residential area is never a good thing.