Hunting

Pheasant Hunting season has finally arrived!!! I Love this time of year. I get to run around and try to find birds for dad to shoot. I don't get to eat them but I sometimes try to get a couple of chomps in before I give it to him. I also get to see lots of my dog friends when we go. There is usually a bunch of us. Sorry I don't have any hunting pictures for you. Dad doesn't take a camera (he's too busy trying to shoot the birds) and the couple of times mom went with us guys we didn't see any birds and us dog wouldn't hold still long enough for pictures cause we were too excited. I do have this picture though. Dad like to go racoon hunting sometimes with his friend. When mom took this dad was playing with his preditor call. I kept hearing turky sounds coming from a box on the floor. Hence the crazy look I 'm giving him. A couple minitues after this picture I pounced on him for messing with me!!

So far this season we haven't seen too many birds but I did catch one all by myself!! Dad didn't even shoot it first!! I found it and it had a bad wing so I ran after it and caught it!! It was the only one we got that day too. My dad's friend is coming this week so that means I might get to go duck hunting. I like the ducks but I don't like having to sit still all the time and wait for them to land. I want to chase them. Oh well, I have to be good if I want to go. Hopefully we will to good this weekend, for dad's sake. I love the exercise but he gets grouchy if he has to walk alot and don't get to shoot very much!!