Came home last night from a short evenings shoot to a houseful of people. Next thing I know I get called outside and to my surprise there stands my brother-in-law with a yellow lab. I make the comment "you finally got a lab, huh?", to which he replied " no but you did". Turns out that, with permission from my wife, he trades in his English pointer for Spooner, a dog which I saw for sale on a few forums but knew I could not afford. Not sure what got into him, but after a sleepless night, for me, we spent our first day together making sure he would ride in the boat, and we threw a bumper a few times for fun. Went out to the Public Shooting Grounds and it was SLOWWW. Shot twice and picked up and came home. 32 seasons and I finally have a duck dog. Public thanks to my brother-in-law and 12volt man for "makin' a dream come true"