What do you lose most often?

Oh, I lost my (then) 9.5 year old yellow lab Lena a year ago…in my field, quarter section of mostly grass…she’s a bit hard of hearing…blowing 25, gusting 35+…basically dark, I’m gonna sit in the truck all night and honk the horn and intermittently get out and walk more circles in the field…what started it was me shooting a rooster, and it wasn’t where it fell…after 25 minutes, maybe more, I see her appear on the 2 track on the west side of the field, after I made my last loop in the grass before total darkness…she had the bird…relief.
 
I also seem to leave the dog's water bowl behind several times a season. For me it isn't that big of a deal, more like a bit of litter, which I despise. I use the bowls that some kind of microwavable food came in. Always have couple in my hunting dufflel bag.
 
remy3424 said:
I also seem to leave the dog's water bowl behind several times a season. For me it isn't that big of a deal, more like a bit of litter, which I despise. I use the bowls that some kind of microwavable food came in. Always have couple in my hunting dufflel bag.
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I use those tin foil containers that prepared food comes in at Costco.
 
I have lost 3 or 4 water bottles by thinking I had put it in holder in my vest. I solved that by putting a retractable lanyard on my bottles. Problem solved. It just took several years to figure that out
 
I’ve seen scenarios where birds were lost from vests while hunting…1 or 2 times with sharptails, at least twice with pheasants…pretty sure by backtracking they were found. This fall, sharptail hunting, my buddy thought it went into the game bag, but I think his vest isn’t technically connected to the game bag and the bird fell to the ground. Happens with water bottles, but I notice it right away, I hear the plastic hit the ground. I think with pheasants, stuffing 4, 5, 6 in the vest, some are precariously situated. I’ve got dogs, they routinely bring me others’ birds…we reposition birds between guys at the end of a field if there’s still more walking to do.
 
benelli-banger said:
I’ve seen scenarios where birds were lost from vests while hunting…1 or 2 times with sharptails, at least twice with pheasants…pretty sure by backtracking they were found. This fall, sharptail hunting, my buddy thought it went into the game bag, but I think his vest isn’t technically connected to the game bag and the bird fell to the ground. Happens with water bottles, but I notice it right away, I hear the plastic hit the ground. I think with pheasants, stuffing 4, 5, 6 in the vest, some are precariously situated. I’ve got dogs, they routinely bring me others’ birds…we reposition birds between guys at the end of a field if there’s still more walking to do.
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My hunting partner has one that each of the last two years. This year no big deal we were 30’ from it. Last year it entailed almost a mile walk for him back to where he put the last bird in his vest but he found it.
 
Bob Peters said:
My first time hunting pheasant was alone in a giant field of bluestem you could hardly see over. In deep snow. Wearing blue jeans. I was clueless. I needed help, so called my buddy Mike, he'd grown up hunting, and I really needed somebody to show me the ropes. A couple days later we headed out with Brandy. She was a pocket size American Brittany and boy was it something to see that bluestem ripple as she tore through the field. Her collar fell off that day, it was handmade by Mike. A week or two later I drove to that spot and draped over the gate was Brandy's orange and brown collar. All I can figure, that thing would never have been found in super-thick bluestem but by another hunting dog, then left where I could find it by a thoughtful hunter. Whoever that was thank you. When Brandy was buried they placed a few of her favorite things in the coffin. A grouse fan, a couple long rooster tail feathers, a favorite toy, and her lucky collar.
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I'm quoting myself here like goose does. I called my buddy today and asked about Brandy and if I could share the pictures. He said of course. Turns out her lucky collar he has on display on a shelf in the house to remember her by. I brought up when she lost it and then we found it weeks later and it was a good memory for both of us. Rest easy girl, I hope I make it to heaven and get to see you point a rooster again, just like you did on the first wild bird I ever got.

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Bob Peters said:
I'm quoting myself here like goose does. I called my buddy today and asked about Brandy and if I could share the pictures. He said of course. Turns out her lucky collar he has on display on a shelf in the house to remember her by. I brought up when she lost it and then we found it weeks later and it was a good memory for both of us. Rest easy girl, I hope I make it to heaven and get to see you point a rooster again, just like you did on the first wild bird I ever got.

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benelli-banger said:
Oh, I lost my (then) 9.5 year old yellow lab Lena a year ago…in my field, quarter section of mostly grass…she’s a bit hard of hearing…blowing 25, gusting 35+…basically dark, I’m gonna sit in the truck all night and honk the horn and intermittently get out and walk more circles in the field…what started it was me shooting a rooster, and it wasn’t where it fell…after 25 minutes, maybe more, I see her appear on the 2 track on the west side of the field, after I made my last loop in the grass before total darkness…she had the bird…relief.
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Play young black lab disappeared about a week ago in these thick woods and cattails, he was gone for about 20 minutes and it really freaked me out. So finally I just went back and backtracked and found him out on this dirt track.
 
It had been one of those big 15+ mile days. We had been parking one truck, drive to the other end of the block and hunt through. Kind of hop scotching around. That night, we cleaned birds, had a few beers and rehashed the day. Well, I had a few more beers than I should have. When I get home, I dropped the tailgate to let ol hoot out and he was not there. That's when I remembered he was in my buddies' truck. When I opened the house door the phone was ringing. It was my buddy. He said, You forget something? He spent the night at his house, and I got him the next day.
 
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