A Mustang retired after 35 years of honorable
Marine service and realized a life-long dream of buying a bird-hunting
estate in Alaska. He invited an old General friend to visit
for a week of pheasant-shooting.
The friend was in awe of the Mustang’s new
gun dog, “Gunny”. The dog could point, flush and retrieve with
the very best, the General offered to buy the dog at any price.
The Mustang declined, saying that Gunny was the very best bird
dog he had ever owned and that he couldn’t part with him.
Six months later the same General returned
for another week of hunting and was surprised to find the Mustang
breaking in a new dog. “What happened to Gunny?” he asked.
“Had to shoot him,” the Mustang replied.
“Another old friend came to hunt with me and
couldn’t remember the dog’s name. He kept calling him ‘Top’
“After that, all the damn dog would do was sit on his ass and