Saturday, December 31, 2016

Yellow Dog Envy

Since acquiring a small piece of duck marsh on the Neuse River, for the first time in several years I've taken a couple groups of duck hunters.   I haven't had any yellow dogs around the house for a long time, but thanks to Capt. Wade, I've had the best of both worlds:   The chance to see a yellow dog grow up and make his first retrieves, see the lightbulb come on so to speak, and at the end of the day, I get to send him home.   I guess that's what grandparents feel like.