before we had the big onyx blow out..i have had the priviledge of studying Victor as he stands like a statue in the yard..now i know exactly what he is doing. He freezes and remains that way so long that the squirrels and bird forget he is there..and they come back down to the ground and make it about half way into the yard before he shoots like a rocket after them. He is getting dangerously close to being successful. I am sure that is the pointer's instinct and reason for pointing..i know when i first saw my labrador quarter a field..something i never taught him, it was impressive ...and i think this is too. He is infinately patient, frozen in position and just a slight tremble to his flanks to keep you from thinking he is in a trance. Catching that injured squirrel has tripled his desire. I wish i knew a way to turn it down a bit, but at least DB the cat is finally getting a taste of her own medicine (she loves to hide and pounce on unsuspecting victims) and is up a tree a good deal of the time.. Oh it makes her so mad too. Victor did catch one dove at mom's last winter, but we thought it was an already injured one. If i feel he is getting to close to a success, i won't let him stand out there anymore for the bird's sake, but until then he is something to study..and be amazed at. Reminds me of Lick Lick that went fishing for pigeons by flicking a few pieces of her food out of her bowl and then crouching until the dumb young birds pecked each one up right into her waiting jaws.. guess she liked her dinners raw.