I Apologize for the Following Post, It seems the 'Run On Sentence' Style is the Only One Supported

My goodness, it's been a while since I followed throgh as promised in keeping you up to date on the progress my little bundle of toothy joy has made. As we speak she is rolling around on the rug trying to erase the stink from yet another duckless day from her Master. Of course we went hunting today on our day off. Not skiing. Not opening day of chair 3 & 5 and maybe all the runs on chair 2. Not after another 2 feet of fresh fell on our little ski hill here in North Idaho. We went hunting. And where else would we go but to the Point.(the Tip actually). Last time out Clider took a long long walk all the way down to the inlet on Anderson to see if all the No Tresspassing signs were real or not. He assured me that their legitimacy was questionable and staying on the high water line or lower presented no legal ramifications. I trust his judjement afterall, he stayed in a Holiday Inn once. So after a bit of snowy road driving we made it out to the tip with plenty of time to set up the meager collection of decoys I brought. I did bring T.J. (Hooker, the 6 foot hook) due to the fact that my dog has yet to fully swim in the frigid waters here. And T.J. came in real handy placing all the blocks and one rippler in the meat of the channel. We were looking good if I don't say so myself. The lake was frozen over most everywhere except the flowing swath of water in the channel and we could sit within 10 feet of the water. We made such good time that I had a 20 min wait for the opening bell. Now this time is a wonderful time to sit and listen to the world wake up around you, the skies start to fill with wings & whistles and the light is too dark to see. It's also at this time that all the Greenies land perfectly in your decoys, right in front of you with no prompting at all. There must have been 12 to 15 ducks touching down in the pre-dawn darkness to our little spit of open water. The kind of scenario that makes you believe anything is possible. Boy, it was sure nice to sit there and watch nothing happen for the next two hours or so. Some snow fell. I saw 2 bald eagles fighting. Some geese flew over my head twice in shooting range. The second time around I fully considered taking one down but the last time I did that I had a giant bird to clean and figure out what to do with the meat, so no. It was tempting though. Finally as we were going for a walk we noticed another group of hunters stopped on the road high above in their truck. All the birds hunkered down in the tiny little hole next the bridge and below the road (You would know why we don't hunt it if you were here) pulled up and flew around. I got two shots off, missing both times, but was very happy to see Ladi come running around the corner from where she was, looking to see if I had shotten something. She is making good progress. Speaking of progress... The reason you are here is likely to hear about the progress of my Little River Duck Dog, no? Well, let me tell you she is becoming a 'good dog' faster than most people think is normal. I certainly see improvement almost daily but today she was the perfect companion out on the water. She never barked, came when called, sat by me (albeit on a leash for both our safety) was fine off leash and generally looked to the skies and was interested in the birds. Now I say this is an improvement but I know full well the next time we are out with June Bug and Clider she will forget all her manners and just want to be the annoying puppy she is at heart, for goodness sake, she's only 6 months old. She's just a puppy! So there it is. My recent update accompanied by a lot of pictures. Please forgive me if any spellings are off, seems my ancient computer is not working with spell check anymore and I am notorious for spelling thingsz like aboot incorrectly. Disirregardless, enjoy the photos and I'll try to post more as things happen. The pictures will contain captions that may shed light on their place in the last few weeks time. GBCH