My First Bird, Leslie Dunne Ketner
The first time I ever shot a bird it was a dove.
I was on the Eastern Shore of Maryland in the early ’90s. It was opening day, and I sat excitedly on a bucket in a field of sunflowers. My husband and our yellow lab, Berkeley, were in another row of sunflowers.
As the birds started flying, I looked around to track my fellow hunters, showing caution on my first attempt to shoot something other than an orange clay. All of a sudden a dove was flying a nice left to right pattern. It was pretty far off, but I mounted my side-by-side 12 gauge and boom, it dropped in another row of dried flowers. Being new to this, I wasn’t sure of the protocol on when to pick up my bird...
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