A duck hunter was out enjoying a nice morning on the marsh

As the hunter relieved himself, a sudden gust toppled his gun, causing it to discharge unexpectedly. 

Startled, he watched in horror as the shot rang out, echoing across the marsh. 

Frantically, he scanned the area, relieved to find no one injured. But then, from the underbrush, a yelping sound emerged. 

He rushed over to find his faithful hunting dog, sporting a perplexed expression and a tail feather missing. 

With a sigh of relief, the hunter chuckled at his misfortune, thankful that the only casualty was a feathered friend.