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Premye moun accont de m' premye vwayaj lachas pou zwezo. Pa lè mwen te nan lekòl segondè, mwen toujou pat te chasse encore, se poutèt sa, lè m' bon zanmi, Jeff, envite m' pou al lachas pijon, m' a nan chans. Jeff a papa li te genyen yon chasè grangou ki te gen anpil zam ak de lachas chen. Chen les ont Shorthairs Alman yo, ki se yon bon fè pitit pou lachas. Sally li te genyen plus chen an, li te kapab à mache, se poutèt sa, Jeff ak papa l' pa abityèlman te pwan l' soti lachas dèyè ankò. Betsy te jenn gason e pa te sou anpil chasse, se konsa li toujou te gen anpil pou aprann.
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First person accont of my first hunting trip for birds. By the time I was in high school, I still hadn't been hunting yet, so when my friend Jeff, invited me to go pigeon hunting, I jumped at the chance. Jeff's dad was an avid hunter who had plenty of guns and two hunting dogs. Both dogs were German Shorthairs, which is a good breed for hunting. Sally was the older dog; she could barely walk, so Jeff and his dad didn't usually take her out hunting anymore. Betsy was young and hadn't been on very many hunts, so she still had a lot to learn.