In the last hour, of the last day, of chukar season, Kota made a nice 125-yard cast over a small saddle and returned with a surprise. She was pawing at her muzzle and rubbing her face in the grass.
I grabbed hold of her and removed bundles of quills as quickly as possible to prevent her from driving any of them any deeper.

Is wasn’t until after I had removed dozens of quills from her nose, muzzle, tongue, mount & gums, and chin that I paused to snap a couple of pictures. She went into that porcupine with her mouth wide open and had the damage to prove it. No other dogs suffered the same fate and we avoided Kota’s loop completely on our way out