Running Hen Pheasant

As stated earlier, I took the Yellow Dog out Saturday to get her some work.

With all of the snow, there was scant cover for the birds.  As such, we had our share of runners. The more wily of pheasants will use their legs as their method of escape; saving their wings as an absolute last resort.  When the cover is thick it is nearly impossible to see them artfully dashing and dodging, but with the massive snow here in Green Bay, this is one example where one really gets a good look at a bird on the move.

Note as well on how confounded the dog was on the scent.  If it were not for my visual, we likely would not have bagged that bird.