My best bud is too old and had to stay at home, leaving me to kick up leafs and branches for woodcock:
I managed to flush two birds but one flushed as I stepped to go by him and by the time I turned around he was gone. Next week I'll go for quail and scout for turkey:
Jenkins (my dog and butler) didn't make the hunt but I did let him take in the scent when I got home. At one time he would have been wide eyed and anxious to play with the bird if I let him smell it. This time he seemed to enjoy it, but the drive was gone. Here's to a few more years at home on the soft carpet for Jenkins...a damn good dog.