She hunted real hard for me this afternoon and we bagged a rooster about 4:00 pm. We stopped on a hill and watched a guy go thru an area that was between us and our pickup. Nothing else to do but go thru it ourselves. I told her, "we only need one bird, take your time and check it good, we'll find a Rooster." Sure enough, it wasnt long and she's birdy. I watch her enter some cattails and 15 seconds later she comes out, comes 15 yards towards me and locks on point. I walked over and flushed a Rooster at 5 feet. I let it get out to maybe 15 yards and shoot. I missed! 25 yards I try again...and missed! Panic at 35 yards, and miss again. The whole time Elsie is standing right where she was, watching the bird fly away. When the bird was out of sight, she looked at me with the funniest look on her face....she then blew her nose, and trotted away! I sure got a dirty look from her, and I think she called me a name too!