Ducked. So to speak.

Duck hunter across the lake fired at some ducks directly between he and I. Threw myself flat in the grass. BB's passed overhead. Muddy down there too.

Had a fellow's .410 shotgun go off once on loading the thing, 15 feet away. The charge buried itself an inch beside my foot. It still itches when I think on it...


The only true cost of having a dog is its death.