"Still got the shovel." https://imgur.com/FkYsaWl Mossberg 183D-C in .410, it was Dad's gun that gradually became mine in the late 60's. It was a working gun (like a working dog) on a small poultry farm next to a swamp. I first learned to shoot it when I was about eight, it has dispatched countless coons, possums, snakes, squirrels, rats, nuisance birds, etc. throughout the years and still working. Nothing on it has ever broken, and I still have both choke tubes. It has prowled many, many miles through the woods and swamps of my childhood, and is with me to this day. You can't beat it as a snake charmer.