well poof
when he scouted, there were lots of birds where we went.
today
not many at all
everyone that came in range came home with us. (minus one that the bad bird dog ate, (the entire thing, he's going to be pooping feathers))
was fun though. My friend was answering his cell phone (yeah, middle of nowhere and the phones have 5 bars, can't even see a house, but in my home? like 1 bar, grrrrrrrrrrrrrrr) and some come flying in. "hey, right at you"
Still holding the phone, with one hand he snaps the shotgun up and fires and one dove drops to the ground. I was laughing so hard I never even got a shot off.