I'm getting a little long in the tooth, but I still enjoy the hunts I go on. The issue is, my friends have either passed away, are suffering from health issues or personal problems, or in a few cases are still working. As the years pass I have fewer friends and family to enjoy the time in the field with, the story telling around the camp fire, the excitement of finally getting that perfect shot to claim your reward for all your effort. Without a doubt, I miss hunting over a bird dog. (As you know I recently lost my last GSP, Axl) It will never be the same without watching them work a field, and watch their excitement when they get to retrieve the bird they worked so hard for. I simply love hunting over a bird dog.