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<blockquote data-quote="joep17" data-source="post: 1406643" data-attributes="member: 1457"><p>Oh Dmoon</p><p>Your story reminds be of a couple of "situations" I have not caused but was party too. I had a teenage buddy Bob that a rain cloud floated over is head.</p><p></p><p>They moved from the city and bought a small farm near us. We quickly became shooting and hunting pals.</p><p></p><p>His dad was an avid hunter and shooter. As a poor teenager I lustrd over his dad's guns.</p><p></p><p>So #1</p><p>His dad bought a papered black lab from a respectable hunting breeder. When the dog was old enough, he took it to a trainer 4 hours away and had it professionally trained for 3 months prior to hunting season. The dad worked away in construction and would leave 4 am Monday morning and come home 9 pm Friday night.</p><p></p><p>Dad came home with "Lady" on a Friday night and promptly told all his kids not to throw a stick, try to get Lady to do tricks, basically just let her and not ruin the training.</p><p></p><p>So the dad leaves early Monday morning and we go to school. 30 minutes after I got off the school bus, Bob drives up in their farm truck with Lady sitting in the front seat. His first comment is that we should go try Lady out on the slough on part of farm.</p><p></p><p>We parked, quitely sneaked up will willows and when we stepped out the ducks started to fly. We dropped 4 mallard drakes and were really proud. Lady started swimming out and retrieving them. This is where it went sideways.</p><p></p><p>On her third drake, swimming back, the ducks came back to land. Bob was running at about 40 watts and they were coming back in, Bob shot. He hit Lady with pellets.</p><p></p><p>We had to take Lady to a vet 22 miles away and take 6 pellets out of her. The vet was friends with my dad and when she asked how much money we had, I think it was $37 between us. That was the charge.</p><p></p><p>His dad got back Friday night that week from work and on Saturday morning walked out the house with a shotgun and Lady ran and hid under the porch.</p><p></p><p>For the rest of the years they lived there, every time Lady saw a gun she would run and hide.</p><p></p><p>He never told his father........</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="joep17, post: 1406643, member: 1457"] Oh Dmoon Your story reminds be of a couple of "situations" I have not caused but was party too. I had a teenage buddy Bob that a rain cloud floated over is head. They moved from the city and bought a small farm near us. We quickly became shooting and hunting pals. His dad was an avid hunter and shooter. As a poor teenager I lustrd over his dad's guns. So #1 His dad bought a papered black lab from a respectable hunting breeder. When the dog was old enough, he took it to a trainer 4 hours away and had it professionally trained for 3 months prior to hunting season. The dad worked away in construction and would leave 4 am Monday morning and come home 9 pm Friday night. Dad came home with "Lady" on a Friday night and promptly told all his kids not to throw a stick, try to get Lady to do tricks, basically just let her and not ruin the training. So the dad leaves early Monday morning and we go to school. 30 minutes after I got off the school bus, Bob drives up in their farm truck with Lady sitting in the front seat. His first comment is that we should go try Lady out on the slough on part of farm. We parked, quitely sneaked up will willows and when we stepped out the ducks started to fly. We dropped 4 mallard drakes and were really proud. Lady started swimming out and retrieving them. This is where it went sideways. On her third drake, swimming back, the ducks came back to land. Bob was running at about 40 watts and they were coming back in, Bob shot. He hit Lady with pellets. We had to take Lady to a vet 22 miles away and take 6 pellets out of her. The vet was friends with my dad and when she asked how much money we had, I think it was $37 between us. That was the charge. His dad got back Friday night that week from work and on Saturday morning walked out the house with a shotgun and Lady ran and hid under the porch. For the rest of the years they lived there, every time Lady saw a gun she would run and hide. He never told his father........ [/QUOTE]
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