When I was a kid growing up in Oklahoma, my father had English Pointers. The first dog I ever hunted behind was his bitch he called Betty.
One summer while Oklahoma was inundated with grasshoppers Betty gave birth to a litter of pups. I delighted in watching the pups grow up and remember them playing with and pointing grasshoppers.
I was reminded recently by my friend, Texas art dealer, hunter and dog lover Bubba Woods that bird dog people don't want their dogs down on grasshoppers. As a bird dog owner myself and as one who has worked with trainers to school my Brittany, I am well aware of this fact.
I couldn't resist, however, using this pose: A remembrance of times past.
One summer while Oklahoma was inundated with grasshoppers Betty gave birth to a litter of pups. I delighted in watching the pups grow up and remember them playing with and pointing grasshoppers.
I was reminded recently by my friend, Texas art dealer, hunter and dog lover Bubba Woods that bird dog people don't want their dogs down on grasshoppers. As a bird dog owner myself and as one who has worked with trainers to school my Brittany, I am well aware of this fact.
I couldn't resist, however, using this pose: A remembrance of times past.
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| Young pointers on a Grasshopper 10"H 24"W 9"D |
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