Not very often do we all find the time to get together to make a hunt like we did before we all got dropped off in the real world but when we do fun times are to be had... Saturday morning starts off like usual a good breakfast cooked by Ms Mel then the arguing insues as to which area to try our luck and of course we settled on the wrong spot. Two of the group decided to check the corn field and call if there where dove flying... as they left I looked at Cam (said that's what people call him now, unknown to all of us that have known him for 25 years
) and said bet they shoot before they call and no sooner than I had gotten it out of my mouth a volley of shoots range across the bottom.. phone rings... ya'll coming? BOOM BOOM BOOM Hurry up !!! BOOM BOOM ....Dial tone.................. We load up and head that way and join in on the fun... the dogs (Left to right "D" , "ACE", "AVERY") worked flawlessly like they always do retrieving every bird to hit the ground... after the flying slowed down we all gather around in the same spot to shoot the last few dove of the morning and relive those days of old GOOD TIMES! GOOD TIMES!
Get em WET!............Their feet that is.
