After the wiley Pheasant today.

The Commander has the smell of blood driving her crazy. She has not shot a pheasant yet, and if she does not get one soon Kadizzle may get shot. Old Kadizzle has managed to pop a couple. There is so much cover the little redheaded scoundrels have plenty of cover to hide in. Of course there has been some poor shooting. Once the crops come off and the cacklers have no where to hide they will pay for their evil ways. Today the campaign continues.