Thread: Not a hunting dog as such

I took my young dog to the local clay target club. He was in the back of the wagon. I hadn't figured on the old girl though. She was climbing the walls wanting to get the pheasants! She had been picking up at driven pheasant shoots and equated life fire (as opposed to blanks at trials) with getting a bird. He didn't know what the big bangs were all about but they must be something good!! I've never had a problem with him around shotguns .