Well, didn't I think I was being funny scaring my pheasant to see how their flight has improved. It has improved. It would have been even better to see them if I were not in the pen. My dad starts making noises I start running to the door. There is pheasant flying everywhere at I would say maybe between mach 2-mach 5. Any way, I see this huge rooster barreling towards my head. fortunatley I am smarter then the average 4 year old, and I duck like matrix. The pheasant flew upwards hitting the top of the elastic like netting. I looked at my dad acting all cool, when the pheasant gets shot down from the top of the mesh. It hits me right in the face. I come out of the whole deal with a fat lip and looking like and looking stupid in front of my dad.
The moral of the story?
DON'T SCARE THE PHEASANT!
The moral of the story?
DON'T SCARE THE PHEASANT!
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