Guess we have all done it, not believed the dog.
I used to own a big thickset liver worker named Bob, he would go anywhere!
The thickest cover to get a runner.
Swim the River Trent for a duck.
if it needed flushing, Bob was there
if the labs could not pick it Bob was there
so we are out one day on an estate, we have just had lunch which did include some liquid refreshments. the shoot captn decides to wake us all up by doing the worst walk through/drive on the estate. a mass of brambles, swamp, reed, all the nasty smelly stuff you just love.
off we went Bob flushes a goodfew birds and made some retrieves. not sure where he got the retrieves from as the bush was so thick.
at the end of the walk through was one real big monster of a bramble bush. Bob stooped, he would not go in.
Whats up with him?
Are you getting lazy!
there was something inthere as he was stood on the point but the little b***** would not go in.
So i told him wisit
he looked at me almost to say "really"
WISIT a bit stronger
Hes still looking at me with the "really"
WISIT!!!!!!!!!! getting a little annoyed now
OK he says ready for the flush............in he went
Up stands a deer about 5foot tall with small antlers, its one of the cross breeds so is about the size of a cow, having been flushed it bolts directly towards me.........i step out of the way and look round to see it bowling over one of the guns.
look back to see Bobs face with the look of "told you so"
