At that distance the pellets would have been more like being hit with a slug.


A buddy of mine took over a hundred size 8 pellets to the face and upper torso at about 25 yards when his buddy fell off of a stump shooting clays off of a receiver hitch. They all missed his eyes, wind pipe, jugular and carotid but the pellets traveled all the way through his neck and stopped under the skin in back. Those in his abdomen failed to hit any organs because they were stopped by his ab muscles. Three pellets punctured his sinus and the doctor said over the years he would eventually sneeze them out and none of the pellets were removed and were explained as non-threatening.


At ten feet, with appropriate hunting loads, it could have been catastrophic.


Maybe the dog had a motive?


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