I was once walking beside Floyd as Abby and Snap (IIRC) were working up ahead of us. We were walking an old fire lane. One dog bumped a doodle which took flight immediately. Floyd made the fastest move with that short barreled Ithaca SKB I had ever witnessed, and shot. I looked around at him and asked if he hit it. He said "No." In just a moment the dog came to him with the bird in its mouth. He just looked at me and grinned.
He knew he had centered that bird the whole time, but it all happened so fast that it passed me by like a Hayabusa passing a bicycle.
