I just got back from running my dogs in the back fourty behind my house. My pointer was out in front hunting like crazy and my lab was walking around in a daze going "duh" as always. We were walking a ridge that produces a lot of woodcock flushes plus a grouse or two. I noticed some movement out in front and sent my pointer in the right direction. Sure enough she goes on point and I start walking around her with my lab. All of the sudden a turkey blows up right in my face. My pointer starts running after it and another turkey comes up right in front of her. She freezes and goes on point again. By now my lab is in on the action and she is zigging and zagging. Up goes another one then another one and another. Before it was all said and done with 15 turkeys took skyward. My lab thought it was fun but really didn't have a clue what was going on. My pointer on the other hand worked like a demon possesed for the next mile and a half down the ridge until her eyes were crossed and her heart looked like it was going to beat right through her chest. Now my lab is on the floor asleep and my pointer is standing by the door shaking and looking at me then looking back at the door. The men in the white coats better get here quick.