Thanks Mike; That sure is an interesting site. It sure sounds like the game birds are in trouble all over the south and this may be just be the begining. I understand that the deer herd here was wiped out in the early years of the last century. I know an old man who told me he helped haul the first load from up north to restock them about 60 years ago. We have to many of them now.There were so many in a nearby state park a few years that they held a mass killing by sharp shooters. Maybe there is hope for the bobwhite but not in my lifetime. I sure wish deer tasted like fried chicken or quail.Again good reading. Thanks. Gerald

I wish deer would hold to a pointing dog :shock:

You are welcome Gerald.

All of my quail leases have coons, see coon scat everywhere I go. I have five bird dogs and they live in town with us. If I could reach critical mass in dogs like I have in doubleguns maybe I could squeeze a couple of coon dogs in without her noticing. Right now she would immediately pick up there were two extra dogs running around the house.

And Dean I would hunt anything that would hold for a pointing dog.

Best,

Mike

Hey Guys; I remember my Grandad telling a story about his dogs pointing a couple of bedded dear. How about that? Gerald

That's a good start Gerald, did Grandad nurture that trait?

Friend of mine's German Shorthair pointed a possum and blue jay in the same hunt

Dean; No. He was a bird killing machine. One of his old hunting pals told me he rarely missed a shot. I took after the other side of the family. I rarely ever hit one. Once I used his old pump gun and let a friend use mine to go huunting with me. I killed 5 birds on the covey rise, 3 first shot, 2 second, and one of us killed a late riseing bird. Afterwards he killed a single and we quit on that covey. John; I once owned a little white pointer that had the same name as my little white wife Judy. Judy the dog liked to bark at night. Judy the wife likes to fight. Wink!!!! When I raised the window and shouted SHUTUP JUDY it hit the fan. Anyway once while hunting Judy the dog did one of her stylish points in a very birdy looking place.When we walked in to make the flush a possum rise happened instead. As he climed up a pine Roy my huntin pal looked at me and said them possum dogs are high. Judy the dog did not live at our house very long but Judy the wife is still with me. Thank GOD. Don't get me started on old birddog stories. Gerald

PS; We don't hear many little wife stories on this site do we????

Only in PMs Gerald . . . only in PMs :rolleyes: