Had a super cool morning today. Roll up to the spot and have roosters cackling. Ended up moving 5 birds total, 4 roosters, only left with one. One may call it conservation, others may call it bad shooting.
Bo was birdy the whole time in the field. Must have been running on us. He had some good points on the birds.
The rooster I did hit I only winged, went to the spot he went down and only found feathers. In that 3-5 seconds of getting to the spot he fell, he must have taken off! Shortly there after bo takes off after him and turns out he was standing proudly over top of him about 75 yards away while I searching the areas where the feathers were.
Felt like I was in Kansas for a bit!