Barbed wire fences are ubiquitous in most of the places we hunt. We try to keep the dogs away but occasionally one will bust through a fence, particularly if they think birds are on the other side. About all you can do is watch and hope everything turns out ok. Amazingly many times no harm is done, but sometimes it does not turn out so well . . .
Ouch! I think this is #3 in field wounds behind a gunshot and a mouth full of porcupine quills. Incredibly there is no complaining and the dog will often keep hunting like nothing has happened.
Man, this sucks. Tex hates the cone.