We went out to look at some new, to us at least, pheasant hunting ground on Saturday, get ready to post it, etc. It was too windy to fish. Took my dogs and my usual hunting partner brought his as well. The three of them hadn't seen each other in quite sometime and their reactions were heart warming. They were completely unable to hide their joy at hunting, running around and apparently just spending time together.


"Miss Jean Louise, stand up. Your father's passin.'"