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Sep 19, 2012 12:09:07   #
Swede Loc: Trail, BC Canada
 
This might be hard to believe but it did really happen. About 25 years ago at this spot on the old rail grade that use to go from the mines in Rossland BC, to the smelter in Trail, BC (5 miles). My dad’s dog Max (German Shorthair Pointer) and I where out hunting grouse one fall, Max is off to me left doing what they do best and I walk around this small bend and there on the road is a grouse, so I lift the shotgun, shot the grouse and Max comes running, I can see the grouse laying on the road. I point to Max which way to go. So off he goes hell bent for leather and runs right past the dead Grouse. Well I start swearing and calling him ever stupid name I could think of. When I walk to the grouse and pick it up and just I had finished putting it in the game bag Max shows up, as I’m still calling him the stupidest hunting dog on the planet I notice that he has a live Franklin Grouse in his mouth. He stops beside me to give me the grouse, and I take it from his mouth feeling well a little guilty, say good dog as he releases the bird and off he goes looking for more. Now I got this live grouse in my hands, what do I do now. Thought about ringing it’s neck, no, so as I could feel this bird heart beating a mile a minute, I figure it’s had a hard enough day today, so I let it go. Now when a grouse flies it’s wings make a lot of noise, so just after I let it go back comes Max looking for the noise that he knows all to well, so I point in some random direction and off he goes.
I have often wondered did he know what I did, and did I imagine the look he gave me. Well we saw a few more grouse that day, I didn’t take the gun off my shoulder. True story

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Where I learnt a valuable lesson
Where I learnt a valuable lesson...

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Sep 19, 2012 12:19:49   #
emrob62 Loc: NEPA
 
truely a good tale for the grandkids to hear. Can only imagine the way max tells it to his friends.

Nice photo, too btw.

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Sep 19, 2012 12:24:09   #
Swede Loc: Trail, BC Canada
 
Thanks it is a pretty good pub story also.
Lesson learned was ' If some one is better at something than you DON"T question their actions'
Swede

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Sep 20, 2012 10:17:49   #
Fotoholic Loc: Austin, TX
 
That is a great story, thanks for sharing!

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Sep 20, 2012 14:05:15   #
Paul B. Loc: North Carolina
 
Enjoyed your story,good picture.

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Sep 20, 2012 15:00:12   #
Wahawk Loc: NE IA
 
Wonderful photo and great story!!

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Sep 20, 2012 15:09:02   #
Zenith701 Loc: Southern California
 
Years ago my lab, Shadow, and I would hunt into January. By that time a lot of ducks had been wounded by other hunters and gotten away. In late season I would always get a limit of ducks but sometimes never fired a shot. He was a great dog and I miss him.

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Sep 20, 2012 15:11:36   #
tk Loc: Iowa
 
I love stories that come with pictures! Great job!

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Sep 20, 2012 20:28:32   #
GeneM Loc: Upstate PA
 
Nice story, nice pic.

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Sep 20, 2012 20:41:58   #
Archy Loc: Lake Hamilton, Florida
 
Swede wrote:
This might be hard to believe but it did really happen. About 25 years ago at this spot on the old rail grade that use to go from the mines in Rossland BC, to the smelter in Trail, BC (5 miles). My dad’s dog Max (German Shorthair Pointer) and I where out hunting grouse one fall, Max is off to me left doing what they do best and I walk around this small bend and there on the road is a grouse, so I lift the shotgun, shot the grouse and Max comes running, I can see the grouse laying on the road. I point to Max which way to go. So off he goes hell bent for leather and runs right past the dead Grouse. Well I start swearing and calling him ever stupid name I could think of. When I walk to the grouse and pick it up and just I had finished putting it in the game bag Max shows up, as I’m still calling him the stupidest hunting dog on the planet I notice that he has a live Franklin Grouse in his mouth. He stops beside me to give me the grouse, and I take it from his mouth feeling well a little guilty, say good dog as he releases the bird and off he goes looking for more. Now I got this live grouse in my hands, what do I do now. Thought about ringing it’s neck, no, so as I could feel this bird heart beating a mile a minute, I figure it’s had a hard enough day today, so I let it go. Now when a grouse flies it’s wings make a lot of noise, so just after I let it go back comes Max looking for the noise that he knows all to well, so I point in some random direction and off he goes.
I have often wondered did he know what I did, and did I imagine the look he gave me. Well we saw a few more grouse that day, I didn’t take the gun off my shoulder. True story

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