re: Hunting Dog Stories

Was duck hunting with my Black lab when she was about 3 years old. At that point in her live she was a damn good reteriver, didn't make very many mistakes so when she picked up a snow and started running 180 degrees in the wrong direction I was surprised. I started blowing my whistle to call her back in and when she turned around I saw that the gooses wing was fully covering her face. She had no idea what direction to run so had to blow whistle entire way back for her. We had a good laugh watching that.