Geo, I'm standing on the road with Abby and Willa locked down in the briers in the same place we found a bird last year on opening day. Last year, I had to crawl in from the other side to flush the bird for Floyd to shoot, which he did. This year we had the exact same situation, same place, and Floyd reciprocated, going in to flush the bird while begging Abby to do it for him. Those cat briers show no mercy. Abby and Willa held staunch (that's why I pay'em the big bucks) and Floyd flushed it out and it flew down the road, straight away with me pulling on locked trigger after I thought I'd taken it off safety. I had just loaded the gun for the shot. I hunted dove the day before with an English double. "You weren't ready for that bird???" I kept my mouth on safety after he said that.