I had a flock of mallards come in on me once, low and fast, I shot the lead bird and WAM! he dropped at my feet, SCARED the CRAP out of me, so much so, that I dropped my call in the mud. I grabbed that sucker by the neck and yanked the feathers out of his rear with my teeth and started blowing as hard as I could. Within seconds he "cleared" out and I was singing a tune that even those mythilogical syrens heads would have turned. That flock swung right around and Bang! Bang! Bang! I got 3 more birds. Ever since then I got a mustache, ... and my Dad told me that only chicken poop under yur nose makes the hair grow. Well, duck poop works just as good!
Wild Phil Hick Up - owner / trainer of 2 Labrador Retrievers. Colt Lightning, STUD, Age 9, and Molly Koh Lange, Age 2 / My Deceased Friends - Jody - Age 9 (cancer), Cody - Age 16 (8/22/06 - old age) and Jazz - Age 9 (8/1/06 - cancer)