An NYC rich guy is invited to hunt at a a traditional quail plantation in Georgia over a wonderful pointer. At the first piece of cover, the guide's pointer runs in and back to the guide and taps his paw five times on ground where upon the guide proclaims that his dog has found a small covey of five quail.
Sure enough five birds flush, three are shot and retreived in very classy style. This repeats throughout the morning's hunt.
The New Yorker offers the guide 50 thousand dollars to sell him the dog which is quickly accepted.
Back in New York, on his first preserve hunt accompanied by several of his NYC rich friends and his "new" pointer, the dog comes out of the first food plot shaking his head with a stick in his mouth and proceeds to hump his new owners leg.
The embarrassed NYC financier immediately calls the Georgia guide on his cell phone and begins to berate him for selling a developmentally disabled pointer.
After detailing the events of the first piece of cover, the guide exclaims " you dumb yankee.....the dog just told you that there are more quail in there than you shake a friggin stick at" !
