Special Dogs for waterfowling....
 

Chester and Earl are going hunting. Chester says to Earl, "I'll send
my dog out to see if there are any ducks out in the pond. If there aren't any ducks out there, I'm not going hunting." So he sends the dog out to the pond. The dog comes back and barks twice.

Chester says, "Well I'm not going to go out. He only saw two ducks out there."

Earl says, "You're going to take the dog's barks for the truth?" Earl doesn't believe it, so he goes to look for himself. When he gets back he says, "I don't believe it---where did you get that dog? There
really are only two ducks out there!"

Chester says, "Well, I got him from the breeder up the road. If you want, you can get one from him, too."

So Earl goes to the breeder and says he wants a dog like the one
his friend Chester has. The breeder obliges and Earl brings the dog home, tells it to go out and look for ducks. Minutes later the dog returns with a stick in it's mouth and starts humping Earl's leg.

Outraged, Earl takes the dog back to the breeder and says, "This dog is a fraud. I want my money back!"

The breeder asks Earl what the dog did. So Earl tells him that when he sent the dog out to look for ducks, it came back with a stick in it's mouth and started humping his leg.

The breeder says, "Earl, all he was trying to tell you was that there are more f***ing ducks out there than you can shake a stick at.

i would just be happy with a dog that retrieves, good one though
kt

That's a old but good one TD.

Good joke.

An Admiral retired after 35 years and realized a life-long dream of buying a Duck-hunting estate in Maine. He invited an old friend to visit for a week of Duck hunting. The friend was in awe of the Admiral's new retriever, "Chief". The dog could retrieve with the very best, and the friend offered to buy the dog at any price. The Admiral declined, saying that Chief was the very best retriever he had ever owned and that he wouldn't part with him at any price.

A year later the same friend returned for another week of hunting and was surprised to find the Admiral breaking in a new dog. "What happened to ole Chief?" he asked.

"Had to shoot him," grumbled the Admiral. "Some marines came to hunt with me and couldn't remember the dog's name. They kept calling him Sarg’. After that, all he would do was sit on his a$$ and bark."