Took the pup out pheasant hunting earlier this week. The weather was nice and I wasn't in much of a hurry. His first point ended up being a covey of quail, it's been years since I've kicked up quail - I was so happy to see them, I decided not to shoot. A bit later we were working some high grass and he went on point, kicked up a rooster, I shot and the rooster fell into some shorter grass across the path - immediately there was a startled cluck and another rooster came flying up. He retrieved the farthest and I picked up the other one, that's the first time that I've ever flushed a bird with another bird! . The dog seemed really confused as to why we were leaving (limit is 2 per day, for those that don't hunt pheasant).