Humans have been bonding with animals since we could write on cave walls. Over the years dogs have always been loyal friends but some are tools we use in our activities. This is true for my first duck dog Flint. To me he is a great companion but also A vital hunting partner. This is the story of our first hunt together. It was a surprisingly cold November morning for north Alabama. There was an overcast sky with a dense frost on the ground, and a slight north wind. The makings of a perfect hunt. It was the first day of duck season as I looked in the backseat of my jeep wrangler I saw the big black lab 's ears perk up like he could feel my excitement. This would be his first hunt. All the training we had been doing the last nine months had been leading up to this moment. …show more content…
There were already a number of vehicles parked outside. As we approached the door we were met by my hunting buddy Mont and his lab Macy. When Flint saw Macy he instantly started yanking against his leash to greet her. With a quick jerk and a sharp no he regained his composure. Mont half laughed half said "Is he gonna be ready?". "We 'll see" I said. When we got inside all of the other hunters eyes went on us. Other than Mont nobody at the club had seen Flint before. As we headed to get some coffee an old, short, stocky man that everyone took to calling old man Morgan made a bee line toward us. From the grin on his face I knew he had a joke ready. "Hey boy no cats in the cabin" he yelled so his audience could hear. Everyone obviously thought it was funnier than I did. I put a smile on and said "we 'll see after the hunt old
The book "Hatchet" is written by Gary Paulsen. Gary Paulsen is a three-time Newbery honer author. This book is about a thirteen year old boy, Brian, trying to survive in the forest at somewhere in Canada. Brian learns courage and it made me feel very responsible for my life as well. Brian Robeson is a thirteen year old boy.
the man barked. “Let’s go you wretched dog!” The man attached the stinging, metal leash tightly around the dog’s neck and with no problem tossed the dog harshly into the back of the dark van. He got in and made the van halt thrusting the dog against the walls as he accelerated speeding off into the dark.
John walks by us carrying a huge pile of firewood. “Showoff”,Grant mutters under his breath. I say”Alright everybody let’s get some shut eye,and tomorrow we
Paulsen was constantly learning their ways; how they thought, moved, acted. The bond between man and dog is truly understood and explained through this novel.
I wondered if some guy came in a truck and took them away to a zoo or something. Or if they just flew away I could shoot the old bull to old spencer and think about those ducks at the same time.” This quote talks about how ducks in the winter have to travel far away and have nothing to eat since the
Predators have become a colossal problem lowering duck populations and overall nest success and recruitment. With the decline of apex predators such as wolves and coyotes predators such as Red Fox, raccoons and skunks have been able to run rampant and destroy duck populations altogether. The use of predator corridors or the congregation of predators in areas with large duck numbers began to become more prevalent. Nests need to have at least 15% nest success to maintain a minimum number of ducks within the population. That number is hard to maintain when Red Fox are annually killing 900,000 adult ducks within that of the breeding grounds.
You would be surprised how much more enjoyable and successful your hunts will be if you remember to laugh along the way. As the old saying goes, “Never get so caught up in the results that you forget to enjoy the journey,” and most importantly, stay safe out there. This “never give up” attitude is where the prominent North Carolina duck hunting duo of Jackson and Lane excel in countless ways. Being some of the most gutsy and spirited duck hunters this state has to offer, these tried-and-true outdoorsmen have had their fair share of trials and tribulations that act as a living testimony to their extreme dedication and reverence for the sport we all
The preparation starts to pay off as the season approaches; the preparation, the anxiety, and the chills of knowing what is coming starts to get to me. As the night of September 30th rolls around, my heart races as if the next day is Christmas. The next day is October 1st, which means bow hunting season is starting. I go to my special place where I sit 18 feet up in a tree and wait for the sun to rise. All the offseason work and determination is about to prove as if it worked or not.
Buck and other dogs just wanted their rest although getting some rest was unwonted in the Yukon since their trip. After supper, dogs and their owner became full for once since their journey. Scotch half-breed gently tapped and scratch Dave’s back in front of the firewood and left to buy some supplies for the next journey. Buck, who was full with food, lost his appetite after seeing Dave flirting with his owner.
Using the media tool he found a rescue mission in Yorkville that dealt with animals of pedigree or similar stock. A long eared jaunty pooch immediately caught Simone’s attention. I believe she saw the longing and need for attachment in my sad, yet, anticipating eyes. I, in turn, felt a kindness and gentility in her warm and generous smile.
I had never hunted anything until last year. I had listened to my dad tell stories about when he hunted before my brothers and I were born. My favorite story of his was when he was attacked by a “gargoyle”. Turns out it was a turkey. On April eighth of 2015, I shot my first Eastern Turkey, weighing 24.5 pounds with three-fourths of an inch spurs and a ten inch beard; this was a great sized turkey.
People sometimes take for granted the friendship that they possess with an animal that they love dearly. Life can be hard, difficult, and troublesome at times. Our dreams and wants help drive, fulfill, and give us hope. But no matter how many plans are made, the cards that are dealt must be
From this you can see that the man and dog share many different and similar thoughts on their journey through the Yukon Trail. The man and dog think differently in some situations like when the man or chechaquo(New comer) was trying to kill the dog. The man and dog also think similarly in other situations like, they both have the same idea of survival. For example, the man and dog both think the same about the fire. Therefore, the man and dog have different and similar thoughts while strugglings to get to the other side of camp were the boys
Mark Twain believes that dogs are superior to man because out of all animals, man is the only one that is cruel enough to inflict pain on others just for the pleasure of doing it. Twain’s short story “A Dog’s Tale”, written in 1903, displays these beliefs and is done so from a dog’s point of view. This unusual take on the story is used to help convey the theme that one shouldn’t assume the others will do the same for them. The story includes literary elements such as characterisation, structural irony and a plot and conflict. It is a story of a loyal and heroic dog which unfortunately ends in an ironic twist of fate.
Shortly after my sixteenth birthday, something terrible happened to me. But, first let's start at the beginning. When I was five years old my parents got me the best gift a little girl could ever ask for, a puppy. My dad came into the house with what I thought was a black jacket in his arms. I was wrong, after he came into the kitchen the “jacket” popped it’s little head up, it wasn’t a jacket, it was a puppy.