The Pheasant Hunt
I had Boomer, my German Shorthair Pointer, out hunting for pheasants this morning and watched him do something I had never seen him do before.
He pointed a bird, which I flushed and shot. He went to the downed bird and started his retrieve back to me when about half way back he came to an abrupt stop and locked up on another solid point. There he stood on a rock solid point with one dead pheasant already in his mouth while pointing another. I wish I had been able get picture of it. I walked in and sure enough another bird went up. The whole hunt, and limit of birds, only took about a half hour. But, a short hunt was ok with me today since it was still raining.