I went on the best duck hunt of my life with a old black lab named Bob. It was blowing 20mph and the ducks couldn't get down to land, they were just hovering in front of our blind. On many occasion we would look around for Bob when a group was circling and then someone would yell "D a m n-it Bob!! get back in here" as he would be running around in the field behind us. He also got skunked on our 1 mile walk into the blind. It was a memorable hunt.
