I like to pheasant hunt, but without Indie I’m not sure that I’d go. Indie lives to hunt pheasants and three seasons into her career she’s become pretty good at it. And I’ve become pretty good at listening to what her body language is telling me. As a bird dog, she uses her nose much like I use my eyes. Her whirlwinding tail let’s me know she’s hot on a trail. When she slows and lifts her nose there’s usually a bird out ahead whose scent she’s catching on the wind. When she grinds to a halt, high-tailed and wide-eyed there’s a bird right in front of her.
The other day my hunting buddy, our dogs and I were in my car.
Scott: We should bring along Laura and Christina sometime.
Me: Yeah, but then we wouldn’t have room for the dogs.
The dogs were kenneled in the back. They were wet. They smelled awful.
Scott: But if the ladies were along, the car wouldn’t smell as bad.
Me: You’re right. The ladies smell good, but the dogs smell better.
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Yeah…and my “pointing” skills don’t quite compare to hers either ;)”Look over there….”
Another good one! I always say about a good hunting dog: They have the nose that knows!
A nose that knows… I love it! It took me a season or two to really start to believe her, but after a few too many wild flushes, it’s hard not to whole-heartedly trust the pup’s sniffer.