The Hungarian Patridge is a tough fellow. We were hunting a patch of bush in a cut wheat field when a covey exploded. I litterly crushed the first bird so hard I cringed and turned to the second and only winged him. Sturm a GSP was only about 6mos old and he was stalking the cripple and pointing it as it ran down the edge of the cover. I let him go awhile as i felt it was good for the pup. When I returned to the first bird there were feathers everywhere but no bird. It's possible the big Red Tailed Hawk on the power pole had something to do with that. Later in the day I scratched two on the rise and recovered just the one. That was the end of "doubles" for me.
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