My first and second dogs, both gone. Very different working characters. The dog, Luther, I selected at 4/5 weeks old, he came and slept on my lap. I picked him up at 7 weeks and he never left my side. Great worker, very driven and powerful a stylish running dog and rock steady on point. Excellent dog and won awards with him, taught me how to train dogs. The bitch, Dulcie, was very intelligent and happy. Always took shortcuts to find the solution, used her head not her legs. Would work for anyone and just knew what to do. She died 11 years ago. My current bitch is 11… they don’t last long enough.
I've put this pic up before, the red bitch is the best hunting dog I'll ever own, we were telepathic, whatever we encountered was fair game, from mice & rats, jays & magpies to Redskins and more, from four and a half weeks until 17, she was with me, I admit I let her down a little bit, but she never did me.
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