We went on our first hunt last weekend for opening pheasant in Kansas. He pointed a couple of hens but the cocks all seemed to flush way out before he even got near them. All the dogs worked very hard but sure seemed to love every second of it. It was four days and Rocco sure acts like he is feeling it. Every since we got home he hobbles around like an old man with droopy eyes, all he wants to do is sleep. I guess his poor paws are sore too. The other dogs actually had spots of their pads torn up (1/8 to 1/4 inch) but he didn’t. He’s just tender footed and stiff legged for a few days I guess. I hope he will be ready for opening quail by this weekend though.
