I cant forget it tbh - standing behind a bunch of guns as you do waiting, a couple of dead pheasants dropped from the sky behind the guns, left them and picked up a few winged ones. after the whistle and collect a few close ones a gun yells over for me - have you picked that dead bird behind me, no i replied. well its gone he says. i shrug my shoulders and send Scott in for a nose. Now given that this was only Scotts second time out i expected him to be a little crazy. as they do these inexperienced dogs, he took off to the left ran about 60yards, cleared a four foot fence and disappeared. i o