For anyone who has trained a bird dog, you will know that today was a big day for me. Cricket, my Wirehaired Pointing Griffon, went to the hunting club today and learned what her nose was for. She locked up on a couple of Chukars and it took a while before she stopped being afraid of them what with their wings beating and all. My son pet the dead bird we took with us home all the way back in the car. I can't wait till my wife finds another dead bird in the freezer; a trip to the couch, but worth it.