Trap Shooting

I enjoy finding out about new things and gaining a desire to do it all over once again. My roommate recently took me out to the St. Louis Trap/Skeet Shooting place where we would spend the next 3 hours ours of our lives shooting disks while taking turns. Even though we practically carried out the same motion each time, the focus on seeing the target leave the house, where it is launched from, and floating in the sky adds so much excitement. Another important aspect is the fact that you are holding a shotgun at time, which you should be prepared to reload. Holding the shotgun in the air and patiently waiting for the perfect time to shoot the disk is very exciting. After shooting the bullet, you must remember to cock the gun open so that the shell casing can come flying out, then you are ready to reload the shotgun again.

After shooting twenty-five shots which is the number of shells in one box of ammunition, the guys stepped back and reviewed our scores. At the time, there were three dogs at the area scoping things out. Two of the dogs knew each other, but the other became a new friend for the day. I think back on that situation and try to understand what those dogs were thinking that day. I'm sure they've all been there before, since they were not jumping at the sound of every shot. The idea of animals being psychic can relate to this situation because the dogs have trust and an understanding that these humans with guns with not harm us in anyway. These Labradors carelessly walked to each of us with a desire to be pet; they certainly loved being pet behind the ears.

This understanding between dogs and humans surprises me because the animals were so carefree. At one point, a dog even roamed around the area filled with shattered disks. I myself became worried at this point, but the dog didn’t seem to care at all. This idea expresses an idea in my mind that dogs have a special understanding with humans and danger. Those three dogs that day seemed rather carefree even though our shotguns were only 6 feet from their faces, of course pointing up. But, in my case, I became uneasy at the sight of seeing a dog in the danger area. Maybe these dogs were psychic and they just simply understood somehow that we aren’t are threat at all. During my day of shoot trap for the first time, I also gained a new fond understanding of ‘mans’ best friend’ and how devote and trustworthy they really are.