I am happy to report that he ran a sparkling race, handled very well, and had seven stylish, broke finds in 30 minutes.
I am sorry to report that on one of the finds he relocated and circled to cut off a bird that was moving. But he stood for the flush and shot, and didn't move. Further, on his sixth find he was buried in cover and I foolishly crawled in there with him to get a flush. I crowded him in the brush, leaned over him to flush, and he finally couldn't take it and his butt hit the ground. 'Course, I did not see this, but it was pointed out to me by the judges. Brain fade! Slap my face. Twice.
We earned a placement - but not the first place that we thought he had earned. We start work tomorrow to do some more polishing - which I need more than he does.