Thanks King. Having lived in married bliss for 40 years (well if I don't forget the next anniversary), we are pretty much an extension of each other. I did try to convert her to a hunter in our youth but to no avail, even after finding her a nice little .22/410. She enjoys eating but doesn't like dwelling on how the protein came to be in serving sizes on the plate. The dip in the creek was no surprise to her, she just shrugs that stuff off.
Here's a salute to your father. Hope some of the boys he trained took out a few over there. For those who may not know BCATP was the British Commonwealth Air Training Program and very active in Canada during WWII. Still can encounter some of the air combat shooting ranges and bombing targets on the prairies. Not a place to look for roosters, although they do frequent one of those locations I know - but then so does 70 year old unexploded ordinance
