Yesterday the older dog ran across the river and nailed a stilt chick in the blink of an eye. Put up 3 cocks and 2 hens on way back. Just never stops. Catches and kills regretably waxeyes in mid air in the back garden. Climbs into the mandarin tree and catches sparrows. Self training all year around. The beauty of the bike ride is that the dogs keep constant on flushing pheasants not just during the pheasant season. They suffered in the HB heat.The river provides relief. It has been wicked the last 2 days.
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