Monty, what is "choke"? This gal was born in either 1870 or 1871. Yesterday she took me hunting for wild Texas quail. I was just along for the ride. AmarilloMike's turd hounds actually found some birds and this ole gal dropped three for four shots. The odd shot out came while I was walking back to the truck and darned near stepped on a twenty bird covey. HEART ATTACK! Mounted the gun, remembered it wasn't cocked, got one back, half remounted, and blew the neatest hole you ever saw into an empty sky. Chuckled all the way back and had to listen to Mike's running commentary on my somewhat less than graceful style.
A beautiful day and lots of birds.