We went out yesterday for Maori's first proper Stalk. At 6 months old I thought it was time for him to get a little training. It was a nice dry day, very cold and very quiet in the wood. He managed to stay at heel for the most part and after half an our we managed to put up a nice Doe. She stopped for a look back about 80 yards away which was her downfall. The .223 did the job fine and Maori didn't seem the least bit bothered with the shot. I put him on the search right away, he went off like a rocket and soon found her in the thick heather ( amidst a lot of growling !).
Rewarded with a kidney, which was quickly wolfed down, it looks like I now have a new Deer Dog.