today was opening day of duck in north pa. had to work this morning so at lunch i couldn't help myself. i grabbed the pup whos 8 months old now and went to a pond that usually holds a few woodies. jumped 4 and dropped 2 in 2 shots. he found the one dead and didn't quit know what to do with it so i picked it up. then i saw the second one which was a crippled trying to swim away and finally saw in and swam it down and brought it back. man was i proud of him. he may be stubborn but at least he remembers what he is supposed to do.