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At fairly close range, it's like being shot by a ... shotgun! Until the pattern opens up, it'll go right through things.
As the pattern opens, it's still pretty nasty. When I was in college, a frat rat at Univ. of Kentucky was at a party, and couldn't be bothered to locate an indoor bathroom. He ducked into the neighbor's yard, and whizzed into the begonias... The neighbor had been getting tired of that, and fired a load of rock salt. Tore the bejeezus outta the backs of the guy's thighs. He was on crutches for a long time. Homeowner got in trouble.
Moral: No shotgun for frat rats. Instead, call the feed store, and order an electric fence charger.
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