My wife is a Slayer of Squirrels. She got her first taste of blood last spring, when the snow first melted. She started the day on a Ruger 77/22, but the killing wasn't coming fast enough. She switched over to a Ruger 10/22, but she still needed more satisfaction. The Squirrel population was thick, and the little squeeker's were everywhere, even underfoot. That's when she took her Glock G17 9mm out of her backpack and walked through the alfalfa fields blasting head shots over their little ground holes. She is a wicked straight shooter, and deadly as all get-out. She has told me several times she want's her own rifle for the next hunt... and that it better be a good one. While we were there she also got to try out a Rem 700 in .221 Fireball and a Win Mod70 in .223. (For those that remember... this is also the same trip where my uncle proceeded to damn near blow his face off, twice, with some bad ammunition... Remington Ammunition sent out two new rifles to replace the ones that went KABOOM.)