His training began in the backyard. The old chocolate lab just sat and watched his young prodigy track the pheasant wing tied to a fishing pole with a silent smile. This kid had talent, but he lacked concentration needed for the task at hand. The puppy tried to listen, but bugs, pretty flowers, and lots of interesting things to taste made the lessons difficult. The message deep within his soul made him listen and concentrate. The smell, the stalk, and flush were practiced many times on the old lab. The puppy made a silent point with muscles quivering; slow, cautious steps to prevent the old dog from hearing him; a sudden rush when released to flush the bird or in this case the lab. 'Pretty good kid,' the lab responded with a nip to the puppy's ear after his tail had been bitten. 'Pretty good for the backyard, but real bird hunting is a whole different world.' Iowa is a place like no other. Most Iowans will give a person any thing they have that is needed. They will argue and fight...

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