I was in Canadian Tire this afternoon with the wife™, and while she was looking at things of a Christmas theme, I walked over to Sporting Goods. There I found a rack of air guns, and a locked (of course) cabinet of shot gun shells, &c.

I began to think (always a dangerous undertaking): Should I buy a shotgun and go out into the marshes of Cape Breton Island, come home with a bushel of ducks and geese … and then would the wife™ pluck, clean, and otherwise prepare?

Just askin’.