No way to be politically correct and shoot anything save clay, and I am not sure clay is even acceptable to some loons.
Fortunately most if not all here could care less for modern correctness, however I argue all should strive for traditional manners (I always strive to be the man mother insisted I be, and the hunter my setter expects. Such conduct yields a decent level of toleration from my dear wife.)
Well said, Sir. "The field is the touchstone of the man, indeed" My dogs, all gone now, are dear, my wives, well-that's another story- But as Kipling said so well in his poem about a proposed wedding- "A thousand women like Maggie, are willing to bear the yoke, but a woman's only a woman, but a good cigar is a smoke"_ or was it Sigmund Freud???
