A fake gun or bb gun was always at the top of my Christmas list. Luckily my parents and Santa complied... out of thousands of shots taken, I may or may not have killed one chipmunk. (I did assassinate many mail boxes and trash cans with no obvious damage to the targets). I never shot a real gun until I joined the Air Force, and eventually got a marksmanship medal!
Political correctness to the nth degree of asininity.