Text & photo: © Torsti Mäkinen 2003
Suddenly the hunter froze as she walked behind her little energetic companion. The dog had found something, it pointed! Hope was lit, they might once again conquer the horrible death from starvation. She loaded her gun, she told the dog to flush the birds and as they went up she missed them with both barrels!
Oh what a shame she tought, thinking about how well and self-sacrificing the little dog had worked. She comforted the dog a lot, promised to it that she would never miss again if another bird was found. The little dog did sigh deeply, collected her, from starvation now weak leggs and started to quest once again. If there was another pair of birds she would find them... yes - she would!
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