During the master water triple Saturday, my boy Monty had a flyer which kept on flying and finally landed in the water about twice as far as it was supposed to be. The bird immediately started swimming (dumb enough to swim back towards the guns) and Monty was standing. The gunners sluiced the bird and MOnty hopped forward a bit. Another sluice and another hop as the bird kept on swimming. Finally the judges called a no bird and I attempted to corral Monty off the line (he was pumped!!); the judges told me to go ahead and put the lead on him as they called for a pickup dog. I leashed my boyo and put him back in the car. The look on his face as I led him away from "his birds" was priceless. When I came back several dogs later, he didn't move a muscle; he apparently thought my putting him up was a correction for his moving on the original flyer (we've been working on line steadiness and any transgressions earn a trip back to the car).
BTW, he earned his first master ribbon this weekend