Spoke to Milo this evening, good to catch up again after several months. He told me that this week his dog of 15 years, Moss, had passed away. So here's another dog eulogy. Moss was a pheasant's worst enemy. Long legged, rangy and blessed with a good nose and with untold experience on BOP birds. He covered ground fast and worked like a trojan. He had his rough edges for sure, but I appreciate any dog who has got me birds. I'll find a photo somewhere I'm sure.
Go with speed Moss.
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