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Bird Planting Tips
As for planting birds, there are a couple of ways to work them. One is
to dizzy them as you know and then place them on their backs and stretch
the legs until they relax. Bird will stay there until you come back.
The other is to dizzy them and plant them hard in cover with
shade... shade is the key. By Jim
When setting out or planting quail: Remember this is a covey bird and a single bird
out there gets very lonely. So plant quail in twos, and I think at the end of the day
you will have recovered more birds than if you had set them out as singles.
If you get the chance to try chukars they too are covey birds: so set them out two at
a timer These birds are different because when they flush It will be up, so you will
not have the low shots that you often do with quail. In my opinion churkars are
better eating then quail and that to is a plus. By George Taylor
Humorous but True
By Jerry Everett
COMMON EXCUSES USED BY BIRD HUNTERS (YOU CAN REFER TO THEM
BY NUMBER IF YOU LIKE)
1.1 couldn't get the safety off due to cold weather, gloves or whatever.
2.1 was afraid I might shoot your dog.
3. The only tree on the prairie was in my line of sight.
4. The bird flew right into the sun.
5.1 stepped into a gopher hole the minute the bird got up.
6.1 was daydreaming about work, my girl friend, or family problems.
7. Your excessive hacking spooked the birds.
8.1 guess I forgot to load my gun.
9. Do you always have to walk in front?
10. The sun glare off my gun barrel blinded me.
11.1 thought you were going to shoot the bird.
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12.1 thought it was a hen.
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Reba's Story
By Carl W. Petrey
I started life in Granbury Texas on July 5 1996. My Mother was KZ, and my Father was
Rusty's Blue Earth Rexx; I never knew him. The one who really took care of my
brothers and sisters and me was Momma Judy. She was a member of some club called
the Lone Star German Shorthaired pointer Club. They met and talked about dogs and
several times a year they played games that we could play with them. We will talk more
about the games later. My mother KZ got sick shortly after we were born, and momma
Judy had to feed us all by hand. I think she got pretty tired of that because at five weeks
of age she put us all in a box and carried us to a fire station in Dallas.
There we met some men who looked us over from head to toe. They checked our teeth,
our tails and our feet. They watched us run and watched to see if we were shy. I was
picked to go home with my new owners because they liked the way that I would come to
them and then go play.
We got in a truck and went to my new home. I was all alone on the trip. Where had my
brothers and sisters gone? What was happening to me? We traveled for what seemed like
hours before I got to my new home. There I met Silke. She was about six years old and
mean. I would show her when I grew up! I also met Bud there. He was nice and let me
sleep with him, and we became good friends.
After about two weeks, I got to play with these really stupid birds. They would throw
one on the ground and I would get to chase it all over the place. I could carry it around
and everything. After I got finished playing, this dumb bird would go back into its pen, I
would have run away! When I was four months old, I got to go in the trailer with Bud
and mean Silke. They put me next to her and she growled at me all the way to this big
field. I had never seen anything like this before. The grass was way over my head. I got
to run around and go for walks with my owner. He would pull one of those idiot birds
out of his shirt and throw it in the air for me to chase. Every time I chased one I would
hear this loud noise. Loud bangs are fun because you get to chase birds when you hear
one. One day there was one of these birds on the ground. I could not see it but I sure had
the smell I stopped dead in my tracks and pointed my nose right where the smell was
coming from. My owner came over to me and I thought I should get the bird before he
did. Just as I started to move the bird was in the air. Nobody was able to get it. We did
this for weeks and I soon learned to stand there until he got there. He would kick around
on the ground and the bird would fly with a loud bang. One day one flew with a loud
bang and fell to the ground. I ran over and picked it up. My owner was calling but I was
not going to give MY bird to anyone. Every night we would play with the tennis ball. It
was so much fun. I would chase it and bring it back so he would throw it again. Birds,
that is different they are mine!
One day we loaded into the truck and went to play a game. It was called a hunt test. You
have to be six months old to play and I was six months and three days. My owner said I
was going to eat horse poop. What is that? What is a horse? When we got there, I saw
some big things with hard feet with people sitting on them. They left something on the
ground. Man, did it smell and taste good! Could this be it? I heard the people on the
horse say95 let'em goes". I got to run and run. Boy was it fun! I passed by a bush and
there it was, the smell. I stood like a statue until my owner got real close. I chased after
the bird. There was the bang. I ani having fun now! I was scared to get too far away on
the first day. The next day I ran like the wind. My owner said I did not handle well that
day. I caught a bird and would not give it back. He started to leave me so I ran and gave
him my bird. He told me I was a good Girl. I liked that I got a ribbon both days. They
said I could point and find birds. I like to do that. Dumb Silke chased after her bird when
she was not supposed to and did not qualify either day. What a dummy!
Two weeks later we loaded up again and went on a long trip. This time we took the
trailer and everyone went. I qualified both days again, and I was now an official junior
hunter. I was so proud of myself. Six months and two weeks old and I was a junior
hunter. I later found out that I was just getting started. Stupid Silke did not qualify
again. » .
To be continued