Annie is not by any stretch of her imagination, a hunter. She hates gun shots. But she comes from great hunting stock. And when she finds something dead, all of Annie's instincts kick in.
So, she recently found a dead quail. She was so proud of this find, bringing it to hand a number of times. And whenever I hid it, she found it.
Annie Oakley. The hunter.
Murphy's Day.
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