A Chief Warrant Officer retired after 35 years and realized a lifelong dream of buying a bird-hunting estate in south Georgia. He invited an old friend, a retired General to visit for a week of quail hunting. The friend was in awe of the CWO’s bird dog, “Sergeant” could point, flush and retrieve with the very best.

The General offered to buy the dog at any price. The CWO declined, saying that Sergeant was the very best bird dog he had ever owned and that he couldn’t part with him. Six months later the same General returned for another week of hunting and was surprised
to find the CWO breaking in a new dog.

“What happened to Sergeant?”he asked.

“Had to shoot him,” the CWO replied. “Another old flying buddy came to hunt with me and couldn’t remember the dog’s name. He kept calling him “Sergeant Major.” After that, all the dog would do was sit on his butt and bark.”