The last day of bird season

I wasn't sure if dad was going to take me hunting to day or not. The wind has been blowing hard I wasn't sure if today would be any different. When dad came down stairs this morning he was wearing his tan pants, maybe we were going, he then put on his tall boots, oh ya, we were going someplace, I saw him pick up that damn e-collar, we were going. I got all excited and could hardly think. Dad was talking to someone on the phone, and I found out the our neighbor Lull, was going with us. I knew that I had to be on my best behaver or dad would be unhappy with me. We loaded up in Lull's truck and headed out. It wasn't long before we turned off the road and into the feed lot that belongs to the Cross-O ranch, dad got out and unlocked the gate. After about 3 miles we stopped, dad and lull got out, dad made me stay, he then turned in that collar and put it around my neck. everything was ready and dad told me to find the birds. I had noticed that there was a truck parked close to where we wanted to hunt, so lull drove up a little way further. The sun was out and very little wind. we headed south and up a ridge, I worked back and forth in front of dad and lull, I kept widening my search, A couple of times I smelled bird scent but nothing fresh. It was great to be out and I covered the ground, I just love doing this. We hunted for a time and heard gun shots to the north of us, after looking we saw three guys walking toward us and they headed to the field that we were going to hunt. They had three dogs with them and we saw a guy coming up behind us, he had 2 dogs, great, they had been hunting where we wanted to go . By this time the wind was picking up and it was cold, about 23 deg. We drove down to where the guys were parked and they had 4 chukar, we were hunting to low, the birds were above us. Dad and lull decided to call it quits, it was just to cold and by now the wind was howling. We drove down to the road and headed in the wrong direction, I ask dad where we were going and he said to get some lunch in town. Of course they would not let me in, boy that is just wrong, soooo I stayed in the truck hoping that someone would get me something, they did, I love french fries.