....I decided to go home....
.....as soon as I opened the door I looked up and here comes a pheasant walking right past the front of my car....
That could have been a running bird, that you unknowingly pushed in front of you.
When a dog points a pheasant in thin cover, and someone has a good idea where the bird is, you can often see a beady little eye looking just a tiny bit out of place. On a still dewy morning, sometimes a flash of blue rooster feathers, looks bright at seventy yards, in scattered knee high bush. It not the worst thing in the world, just being out, hopefully though, it's not five planted birds.
