Thursday, January 26, 2006

Wyatt and I went hunting in the afternoon. I figured there would be more action with the warmer weather. I do my part, beat the brush to get the vole moving and give my Wyatt! Get the Rat! I flushed it twice and Wyatt missed it. I thought the way he was digging that he had it cornered but alas it got away.

Wyatt has a new toy called a chuckit. It is more for me than him but he benefits with my improved ability to launch the ball. We seem to lose the ball easier now. Wy runs out and then I launch and he seems to look back at me at the wrong moment and doesn't know where the ball went. Last night it took quite a bit of searching to find the ball. I wonder if the scent doesn't stick as well when the snow is melting? Hmmmm . . .