Sons first duck...almost

9 year olds first time shooting after many seasons of being jerk string boy. Arkansas youth weekend. After many misses a big green head swings in and on his third shot duck drops like a ton of bricks. After screaming, hugging, and high fiving I realize duck is hobbling off. I literally ran in waders through field. After exhaustive 30 minute search no luck. Get back to blind and he has tears streaming down his face. He was really disappointed. What a great memory for a dad though.