So I had the son to Ottawa for the opener in the LEMZ. He got drawn for an under 18 youth hunt. We're set up with about 20 minutes til shooting time. 7:17 comes and a few birds are starting to move. A pair of green wings come in perfectly and he stands and shoots. One bird down, and his golden Molly is out earning her kibbles. She brings the "dead" bird to me, where I tell her she better take it to her master. After several minutes my son says, "Dad, can you wring its' neck?" He will do a full twirl on pheasants at the club, but for whatever reason he's still squeamish about ducks. So I stand up and he stands up and attempts to toss the teal in my direction. She's gone! This bird hit the air and never looked back! Out over the zone and out over the trees she went! :shocked: We both just looked at each other and laughed at her amazing recovery! She flew off as if nothing ever happened to her. Oh, well, we had that to talk about the rest of a rather slow opener. He did dump a mallard later in the morning.