Was hunting ducks on a small pothole yesterday with a friend and his dog. At first light a flock of mallards cup up and commit. One dead on the water, two other birds hit and down in the brush just past the pothole. We pick up the dead bird, and let the other two sit until the end of prime shooting time. We kill a few more ducks over the course of the next half hour and then it's time to pick up the first two birds we let sit.
I send my MH across the pothole onto this finger of brush and weeds. Duck should be right there. She gets there, hunts it throughly, and proceeds to go deeper, across open water. NOOOO, whistle stop, whistle back in. She goes deep.. NOOOOO, whistle stop, whistle back in.......She goes deep,.... Noooooo, You get the picture.
In frustration, I let her do what she wants to do for a minute or so, while I help my buddy and his dog locate other bird.
Doesn't she come back with the wounded hen mallard from some brush on the far side of the open water with a very smug look on her face. Boy do I feel stupid.