Got more meat at the table than in the field

Kadizzle returned home from the hunt, and got on the scale.  It was a disaster. Although Kadizzle shot a limit each day, he put more weight on his belly than he put bird meat in the freezer.  The hunting was good, and as always so was the eating.  The bird population was strong.  The first morning we shot our limit in under an hour.  The next day took a little more work.  Old Kadizzle missed some easy shots, and made a couple of good ones.  We lost a few birds that the brain dead dog could not find.  Sorry about that Shanika, but your dog needs to take the same stuff you are putting in your nose.

Age is taking its toll and that hiking through the reeds is getting harder.  Kadizzle got to do the turkey shoot, and did a poor job.  The turkey shoot happens when you get to post at the end of the tree row.  The birds poured out like water, and Kadizzle only managed to hit one.  The birds are getting smarter.  Kadizzle goes left, the birds go right.  Educated pheasants are getting to be a problem.