So…it was just me and the dog (my German Wirehaired Pointer) at my cabin in northern Wisconsin. We had been hunting ruffed grouse for several days and were hitting the woods pretty hard.
It was the middle of the night and I was zonked out in my bed.
I don’t know what woke me up, a little noise or something. I look at the clock…it’s three in the morning! There is a light on in the kitchen! What the heck?
I know I turned that light off. I figure I better get up and see what going on.
When I round the corner I can’t believe what I am seeing. I just stand there kinda dumb founded for several seconds.
Then the dog pipes up and all he says is….
After a few more seconds of my dumb founded silence I turn and go back to bed. I told the dog to turn out the light when he was done. He just grunted something at me.