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Training Days

Pulling the pheasant dummy down from the rafters from under the deck in the backyard, I whipped it twice in a circle before launching it across the greening grass, and it bounced with a clank against the metal fence. On the rebound, my lab jumped up and snared the foam-and-plastic bird and returned it to my hand for the second of four dozen throws. By the time we were done, I could feel the d...