Dogs and the hunt

Up to that point nothing happens in the country-side. The chains of sleep still weigh upon hunters. The beaters cross lazily, still mute and joyless. One would say that no one had the desire to hunt. Everything is still static. The scenary is still purely vegetal and therefore paralytic.

Animal Kingdom

Larsen is now a card-carrying member of the animal kingdom. He looks like he has been out in the north woods for a year. It's going to take some serious furminating and clipping to get him cleaned up.

Book Review

The Working Springer Spaniel (Keith Erlandson)

There are any number of training books out there, and probably many of them are literate too, but Erlandson’s is exceptionally so. The book is not a how-to, although it is organized in that way, beginning with picking a puppy and so on. The book reads as though you were lucky enough to spend some time with an experienced and insightful trainer, breeder, and handler who provided you with his thoughts on the working springer.

Lightbulb jokes

How Many Dogs Does It Take To Change a Lightbulb?

1. Golden Retriever: The sun is shining, the day is young, we've got our whole lives ahead of us, and you're inside worrying about a stupid burned out bulb?
2. German Shorthaired Pointer: Just one. And then I'll replace any wiring that's not up to code.
3. French Brittany: You know I can't reach that stupid lamp!
4. Chesapeake: Make me.
5. English Setter: I'll take care of it right after tea.
6. Labrador: Oh, me, me! Pleeeeeeeeze let me change the light bulb! Can I? Can I? Huh? Huh? Can I?
7. American Brittany: I'll just pop it in while I'm bouncing off the walls and furniture.
8. Wirehaired Pointing Griffon: Light bulb? I'm sorry, but I don't see a light bulb.
9. Pointer: It's somewhere past the horizon, right?
10. Welsh puppy: Why change it? I can pee on the carpet in the dark.

credit: Gundogmag.com

No, not yet.

Larsen in his blue barrel


I went to Pocataligo Kennels on Tuesday to do a practice run with Larsen and bring him home. Unhappily, Kim, Devon Ruth (who stopped by with Amanda) and I agreed that he needed a little more seasoning.

Larsen comes home

. . . from Sumter, SC. C'mon boy!