It's October 10, 1915. There's a war on. A man needs plenty of rifle practice, so why not head out to the edge of town and fire at miscellaneous, poorly-understood objects?

That's all funny because it's war talk! A feller needs to understand these terms if we're going to lick the Kaiser.

Note how Bossie is completely airborne, tucking her legs underneath for a more streamlined profile, and seems to be using her eyes to target Scoop. The death rays come out of her horns in the fifth panel.