Daddy's First Bird of the Season

On Sunday me and Mommy and Daddy and Abby and Matthew all went pheasant hunting and Daddy got his first bird of the season!!! I flushed it for him right down in the swamp near the road. That darn bird flew right over the creek and landed in the middle of the cattails. Mommy had walked up on the road to cross the bridge and we were supposed to meet her on the other side, but me and Abby decided to go with her and left Daddy and Matthew to find the bird.

Matthew fell in the creek and got soaking wet and his boots filled right up with water. Mommy sent him back to the house to dry off, and she took me and Abby back down to help Daddy. Before I even got there Abby went out and found that bird for Daddy.
Daddy fell down, too, and got his boots full of water. I'm glad us dogs can go barefoot into the creek and not have to worry about dumb old boots. After Daddy cleaned the bird Mommy made a delicious Pheasant Soup For Dogs with all of the parts she is not using for the Grown-up's Pheasant Soup and all of us dogs got to eat it for supper, including Argos and Tsavo even though they did not help us hunt. I can't wait until we get some more pheasants!!!