So I walked over to the other end of the pond and into the heavy weeds where I had last seen the duck. It was right where it was supposed to be and jumped, giving me an easy shot, whereupon I failed to find the safety button on my gun. This, like forgetting my gun, never happens. Seriously, never. So I fumbled with the gun and took a long shot, and the duck fell out of the sky, dead as a hammer. It fell back in the weeds but I had a good mark on it. As I was walking over to get it, the duck jumped up and flew away, looking completely fine. Apparently it had only been briefly knocked out by a pellet to the head. This I have seen before.