We had a nice morning at Miller Ranch chasing pheasant. We got all of our birds, even if I did have to use the truck to get one. Other than the truck, Booker was responsible to all but three, if my count is right - nice work boy, especially that wily wild rooster who did not not to be gotten.
I'm just a guy suffering with an infatuation with gundogs since childhood. Forty some odd years later this is what you get.