I had wanted one of these dogs for so long, to be my hunting partner. So five years ago right after my Grandmother passed away I decided it was time. I found a pheasant farm in Hillman who had a litter for sale. I wanted a patched one. When I got there there were only 7 solid livers and one liver white male in view. I really wanted a female. I was talking to them and kept thinking about the male because of his markings. Then they said there was one more girl but they couldn't find her. We looked all around and she was locked up on point right at their pheasant coop. She was liver patched and ticked! Just what I wanted. Plus obviously was very much into the birds. I picked her up and she put her head down on my shoulder. I took that as a sign that she was the one for me! She has been like a second skin to me here at home as well as being a bird busting hunter. She also helped with my Grandmother's passing! God Bless these animals! They are the best.

Today, July 10th, a very, hot and humid New England summer's day, not a good day to train but the youngest Shorthair, Luigi, has packed on a few pounds; therefore, this is the perfect day to get out there and work them off (and maybe a few off of me too!).  Now, for all you folks that are shaking your heads in disgust about working my dog on this melting pot of a day, please know that he and I worked in the lake, "Yup, a late afternoon spent doing good ol' water work".

Since I am trying to figure out just how to post photos to this blog, I will say "bye" for now and will return to finish this entry just as soon as I have successfully posted an image to go along with today's fun, fun, fun!

Her she is at 8 months old

Here she is at 8 months. pointing a wing on a string.

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