Doc on the hunt
Doc was suffering from cabin fever after three weeks without hunting so Wednesday morning I took him out for a little hunting. I figured that wouldn’t be any other hunters, that they would either be working or shopping for Thanksgiving. Not so.
After nearly two hours of hunting without seeing anything, I loaded Doc into the truck and decided to return home. However Doc made it clear to me that he wasn’t ready to quit, so I detoured out onto the desert to hunt partridge.
We hunted a couple more hours without seeing anything but a pair of hen Pheasants, however it’s illegal to shoot them in Idaho. So I watched them fly off and appreciated the work that Doc had done.
It wasn’t much of a hunt, but it was enough to cure Doc’s cabin fever.