Walking the two track on the South end of the property I had the gun in just the left hand when a small covey of bobs got up on my three o'clock at about 15 yards. Just had enough time to get the gun up and almost pick one bird out of the group. Pulled the front trigger and 3/4 oz of 8's connected, sending a small puff of feathers floating in the 18 mph wind. Went to where the birds got up and Cocoa got the command to "find dead," with the stiff wind at her back. I was sure the birds went to my 2 o'clock, but she went down a ravine to my 10 o'clock. Came back strutting in about 10 seconds with the bird in her mouth. Never would have found it without her.

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