The year was 1990and a boy lived on a farm stead Nebraska.With a slough and many flooded corn fields around the area that housed so many duck and geese a year it was hard to sleep at night.Nick was only 9 years old when one year he was sitting on a rock as a flock of Canadian geese flew over.While he was watching the geese he over heard a Northern Cardinal singing a song over a dying rabbit.According to the old legend that when a Red Cardinal sits on a dying or dead animal, that animal was holy or the animal was highly spirited.
Nick though about the many stories his father Joe had told him about how Joe and his grandpa had hunted ducks with a dog that would bring the ducks back and drop them right in their hands.Nick knew exactly where his father's old Black Magic 12 gauge semi-automatic shotgun was.He wanted to hunt but he wasn't old enough and he didn't want to have to wade out into the water so he wanted to have a dog before he started hunting.Only a dog could fix his wants.
