Some years ago on a shoot we had finished the drive and waiting to be directed to the next stand. My dog, a Labrador, walked over to nearby clump of tall grass and 'pointed' at something therein. I joined him and saw there was a white pheasant hiding in the grass. I let it be because shoot rules were that you didn't shoot white pheasants. Another gun walked over to the clump off grass put the bird up and shot it. The shoot captain pointed out to the guilty gun that he could pay the fine at lunch time, namely, drinks all round.