Those ducks had to come from somewhere else

By Larry Dablemont
    Bolt and I loaded up the boat and headed for Truman Lake the day before Thanksgiving. Bolt is my big brown Labrador, the third or fourth greatest duck dog in the world. I call him that; so, all the other Lab owners who think their dog is the “best one in the world” have no reason to argue with me.

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