Saturday, September 5, 2009
A little of a late start.
Thursday, September 3, 2009
Birthday Present
Monday, August 24, 2009
Peaches passed away on Friday- a good, solid dog.

Here is Peaches (Julias Southern Peach) with a limit of Blue Quail in NM last year and nailing a sharpie in MT. She was known as a "deliberate lady" and was just a solid bird dog. Not a lot of flash, but I could put her on the ground and she would go about her business in a determined and focused manner. She died way too soon of kidney failure last Friday at 10 years old- young, I think, for a dog.
Friday, August 14, 2009
Not long now!!
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
Snake Vaccine

Running up and down the coulees of MT in Sept, you know we are passing some snakes, but we've never seen any. Just lucky, I guess and I hope to stay that way.
Thursday, July 2, 2009
Knucklehead is OK!
Some sort of fluid buildup in the body caused the swelling. Well, he’s better now and I should be garnering more tales and adventures about him in the fall!
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
Bo to the Vet
The knothead goes to the vet for an operation to remove a swollen testicle. The vet took a look at it a few days ago, got “that look” on his face and strongly recommended that we take care of this ASAP. I know this guy and I know his “looks”. He did offer up that it might be cancer, which I deduced right after I found it. I do hope, if it is cancer, that we get it all and the Bocephus has a few more seasons running the ridges and coulees. Well, it was tempting to start telling another “Bo story”, but I’ll wait until after the operation.
Tuesday, June 30, 2009
Too Dang HOT!
It’s been 90-98 degrees every day for a month now……and we have July and August to go. Hey, you guys up in WI, is it nice up there?
Monday, June 29, 2009
Old Bo is still on the prowl!
Garmin Astro
Friday, April 10, 2009
Hey, Honey! Only 6 months to bird season....
I just got a GPS tracker. I waited for the reports and stuff from the initial models to come in before I made the plunge. I think this item will revolutionize bird hunting. Already, I foresee no more beepers, bells, or anxious minutes waiting for the mutt to reappear out of the Wisconsin brush, Montana coulee, or New Mexico Sand Dune. I read a book recently called "A Comfortable Range" or something similar. It was hard to read because I've had similar feelings for my dogs- where are they? This tracker system is wonderful and totally alleviates the anxiety! The newer version seems more rugged and reliable than the first version. The capabilities are very practical and you can watch as many dogs as you have (up to 10) on the ground. I don't hunt with 10 dogs, but I do know a guy that hunts with 4 at once. It alerts when a dog goes on point, etc., too. I will get an extra collar before bird season, so I can run two dogs at once on Opening Day in Montana. This thing will really open up Grouse hunting too! The grouse woods are notorious for sucking up dogs and spitting them out a few days later. This collar will stop that nonsense. With all that said, I hope the thing works in the field like it works around the farm- and we all know that it won't! There will be limitations that we'll all have to discover.
More later. And, by the way......did you know there are only 6 months to bird season?
Monday, March 16, 2009
I was flipping through some photos looking for one for the artist who is doing a sketch of Bo and found this one from years ago. Bo is getting some years on him now.....I have to say, so am I. This is after a long, hot day hunting Gambel's Quail in AZ. The old campaigner did good for me that day, and thousands of other days, too. He deserves a place on the wall of the den- with Ruby and Rocket. Aw, heck, I really can't imagine hunting without him. He's got one or two more hunting years and then he'll be as retired as he wants to be- just like me. Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Monday, January 19, 2009
What's waiting at home!
This is Yellar (as in "Old Yellar"). I hate to admit it, but he may be the smartest dog I've ever had. He pretty much runs the house. I caught him peering at us eating lunch one afternoon. Can you see the drool? What a dog.....







