Jimmie and Gracie hunted as an imposing team for over ten years. She would point and flush, and then he would successfully do his part to get the bird.
Hunting is hard work, but nothing was harder than Gracie's sudden terminal illness last summer. Jimmie laid her to rest out near the corn field, where at least her spirit could hunt the rows each fall. Knowing that it would never be the same, he then put his shotgun away for the last time.
Word Prompt: Hunt