Monday, November 11, 2019

Happy Weight...






































You can walk 7 miles with nothing to show for it.

The ground can be devoid of any of your quarry and you can easily question the choice of how to spend your free time.  Should have went fishing....

Then you notice the subtle change in your dogs motions.  Nose to the ground and twitchy, something is up as the pace picks quickens.

Like a rooster in the morning cackling away in the barnyard, the rooster rockets up and the gun and the dog does its job

Bird in hand.

But really, the satisfaction comes as the bird slips into your game vest and that familiar happy weight cozies in for the remainder of the hunt.

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