Drowning

I'm drowning in agility pictures from the weekend but thought I'd procrastinate by sharing a picture that I took on Friday.  Coulee, like the true hunting dog she is, flushed a Ring Necked Pheasant from the grass.

Not that she a) knew it was there or b) even noticed when it flew up in the air. OK.  Maybe she isn't a true hunting dog.  At least she isn't afraid to get dirty.  :)