So at the end of the day we bagged 5 Pheasants. We had an opportunity to shoot 3 more - one I accidently flushed. Another one flushed right up into the trees and the other one flushed as soon as Cleo found it and we just weren't ready. Some of the birds were real runners today so it made it challenging. But it was a ton of fun and Cleo did a phenominal job. I'm always amazed at her natural instincts.