Jake and I have decided that you humans need to toughen up, or as in the words of you macho chukar hunters “chuk up”. For over two weeks now, we canines have been chomping at the bones to get out and chase some birds. But every time we get started our hunter looks up high on the hill and mumbles something like “I can’t move in that stuff.” Of course you can’t, human, even the animals are smart enough not to be up there anymore.
Even the animals have enough smarts to know to get off this mountain. But as soon as our hunter sees this he shudders and turns the vehicle around. Come on.
At least Jake and I have to give you some treats for trying. You at least stopped along the way and walked some with us. We tried to get you to carry your shot gun, but no, you decided to pack the lighter camera. At least we got some exercise and aren’t getting a tire around the waist like you are. I know that’s not nice, but it is true. We even found some birds but you kept shouting up at us “I can’t get up there” , so we flushed them anyhow. We still had a good time, lazy.
And now it’s warming up and the snow will turn to mud. I hope you’re man enough to at least get out and get a little muddy with us. We can’t always have perfect human conditions for hunting. Really, it’s time to chuk up and get out there and have some fun. I swear, if I am asked to point this goose that comes back to the creek at the same spot every day one more time, I’m going to quit pointing.
Remember me, Grady, the pup that’s been working so hard to find you birds this year. Well now it’s your turn.