Well last week I got sick of 7grnhds not gettin me any damn ducks within a mile of shooting range, (j/k), so I went down to Wal*Mart and bought me a baby MoJo. Now, 7grnhds will tell ya I bought it for him, but he's my MoJo and I named him Frank. So we took Frank out on Saturday and we brought our beast of a black lab, Kenai, hoping to see his first live retrieve, as this is his first season. Well, Frank did what I wanted. We put him in about a dozen decs and let him do his thing. (I let 7grnhds call, too, so he felt like he was doin' somethin'). And we brought mallards well into shooting range. So there we were, me, my dog, my boyfriend, and my gun, and I could not hit a damned bird for the life of me. I was too worked up over seeing Keke's first retrieve and I couldn't focus on the birds.
What a day. Anyhow, it was good to see Kenai behaving in the blind, minding the decs and drinking my hot cocoa, so the day was alright.
Now, when 7grnhds gets on here, he'll tell I can't shoot anyways, but he's lying if he does. I hit a spoony from a mile away on opener!
The moral of this story: MoJo's work, 7grnhds can call, I still have the best dog in the world (whether he never retrieves so much as a pidgeon, or he becomes a world champ) and.......... I need a bigger shotgun!!! Hopefully this week is better!
Have a good one fellas!!!
On your right! Wait, wait, Take 'em!