I'd like to wish everyone hunting pheasant, quail, etc. a great season this year! As much as I love deer hunting, and a I do a ton, pheasant hunting has always been and will always be my favorite hunting of all. That said, my heart just isn't in it right now. Two seasons ago I had to retire my hunting partner of the last 12 years - my chocolate lab Mocha. Saying this with pride we should all have of our four footed hunters, she was the best pheasant dog I've ever seen. She was not a pointing lab; rather she was a true flusher. But I hunted with her for 11 years and I got to be able to read her body language so well that a point wasn't necessary. Also, she worked in close so when she did flush a bird it was almost always in good gun range.
If you'll indulge me a bit more, I'd like to share the story of her last hunt two falls ago. Opening day, I took Mocha and three friends out to my best pheasant spot. Two of the guys also brought their dogs, both young males, one golden retriever and one fox red lab. Both proved to be pretty much worthless (no offense guys if you're reading this!) and had to spend most of the morning in the truck. But what a day Mocha had! Remember Michael Jordan winning the championship in his last game with the Bulls? It was like that for Mocha. We had four hunters, each with a bag limit of 3 birds. The results? 12 birds in a little less than 2 hours, a good share of which she flushed and retrieved. What a way to retire!
Why did I retire her? That day, despite me doing what I could to get her in shape beforehand, pretty much did her in for about 3 weeks. I could just tell her old body, riddled with arthritis, wouldn't put up with the stress any longer. She's still around, enjoying life - but her days of work and play are long gone.
Blessings to you all this year. Be safe. Thanks for letting me ramble.