dog thread

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Dogs, bird dogs have always been a part of my life. There has always been a setter in my home, often two. As the senior dog grows and matures there has been a junior dog learning the ropes. For a few brief years the two will work together as brace in the coverts we hunt. Then it is heart break when the senior passes. Then the process of life starts again as the junior becomes the senior. I can't imagine life without an English Setter or two following me around the house. As I sit at my desk typing this Timber, our senior English Setters is laying under my desk warming my toes while gentry our junior setter is sprawled out on the leather love seat watching. All year long I wish for the first point, flush and shot as ruffed grouse rockets through the trees. My life revolves around these bird dogs and the birds they hunt.

In our household we wish for the crimson days of September, the golden days of October and the gray days of November we spend following a dogs in search of grouse. Winter it is climbing windswept ridges chasing chukars or play hunting at the local pheasant preserve. Springtime we spend our precious spare time hike the nearby mountain listening for male Ruffed Grouse drumming trying to attract a mate. It is sound you feel more than hear. Summer time is for refresher training and conditioning getting ready for the coming Fall when it starts all over again. As the late George Bird Evans, another lover of setters and grouse said, "If there is a heaven it must have thinning aspen gold, and flighting woodcock, and a bird dog"

Here is Gentry looking like he does right now

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Timber pointing chukars

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The last grouse of 2012

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Momma playing and introducing Gentry to his future and purpose in life…pointing birds

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Gentry's first grouse and first bird shot over him.

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Bill Bates,

You missed your calling in life - you should have become a poet. Your ode to your dogs was really beautiful. Also, that shot of Gentry in the chair was terrific!

John
 
John,

Thank you for the kind words. That leather love seat is Gentry's. Oh, well no one else ever uses it.

Here one more photo from five years ago of Timber and my much better half. We're push overs when it comes to dogs on the furniture so this is pretty much the norm around here. My wife takes a nap almost every afternoon. For passed thirty two years if she is napping she has a dog or cat, and often both, snoozing with her.

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Meet Shy Boy AKA "Baxter"

This is our new foster dog. The rescue named him "Shy Boy" but as he comes out of his shell we have decided he is more of a "Baxter.":D

He came from a hoarder. While we don't believe he has been abused (most hoarders start out with the best of intentions :() he had zero socializing, training or manners. He's about 1YO so is essentially a 50# puppy! :eek:

He's a quick learner though and has made HUGE progress in the two weeks we've had him. He's also learning from our own two dogs. How much I WANT him to learn from my Cattle Dog...well...:rolleyes:

This is Baxter.



 
Aloha Fishslayer,

Better be careful of What your cattle dog will teach Baxter.

They do have a wicked sense of Humor at times.
 

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