Duck Hunting On a Pond With Duke

A crisp fall morning dawns with colors bright,
The sky filled with hues of red and white;
I gather gear and whistle for my friend,
Duke, my black lab, who never turns down a trend.
His tail wags fast and he’ets excitedly in tow,
As we embark on our familiar duck hunt row.

The pond ahead, still and serene as glass,
A perfect spot for ducks to rest en masse;
We tread softly through the dewy grass,
Not wanting to alert those within our grasp.
A slight breeze carries the scent of the hunt,
As we reach the blind where our adventure will be front and center.

Duke sits patiently by my side,
Eager to showcase his hunting pride;
The decoys are set out with care and might,
Bringing ducks closer within our sight.
A hunter’s bond between man and dog is tight,
Anticipation builds as the sun starts its morning flight.

Suddenly, we hear the distant sound of wings,
The quacking cries signal our hunting things;
Duke tenses up, a true hunter he brings,
As we both await the proper time to spring.
We watch as ducks fall upon our lure,
Our bond strengthening with every feathered score.

As one flock passes above our head,
I raise my shotgun and take careful aim;
Fire a single shot, causing ducks to shed,
And fall to the water in a graceful stream.
Duke’s eyes light up as he sees success,
The hunt progresses with pure determination and finesse.

With a command I send him out to retrieve,
Each duck held gently within his teeth;
Duke swims swiftly back to me without retreat,
And proudly places each prize at my feet.
Our bond strengthens as we work in sync,
A partnership forged through years of practice and a love for the hunt clink.

As sunlight casts down on pond and land,
The duck hunt continues hand-in-hand;
Duke never tires nor loses command,
Of his role as my trusty hunting companion at hand.
Each stride he takes is filled with gusto and delight,
As we share the thrill of another day on our favorite pond sight.

The day comes to an end with a golden hue,
Our bag of ducks full and our memories renewed;
Duke sleeps soundly beside me in his duck blind view,
As the sun sets on another successful duck hunting pursuit.
We rest for tomorrow’s adventures new,
A bond between man and dog that nothing can undo.

So concludes our tale of Duck Hunting with Duke, my Black Labrador;
The connection we share in this sport remains eternal and true.
With each passing day, we grow stronger as one,
Cherishing the memories made under the sun.
Duke’s loyalty and love never falters,
A true hunting partner I will always treasure.

And thus, our duck hunting adventures continue,
Forging a bond that can never be undone;
With my trusty black lab by my side,
We live each day with passion and pride.

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