The highly contested duck dog haiku contest ended this morning at 12:00 a.m. We nearly topped 100 entries. (For the record, if you posted more than one entry, only your first haiku was considered—the rules stated one per reader.) So without much further ado, let’s get on with it.
I’m partial to my whistle. It’s a hand-me down from my older brother, who bought it in 1986. It has tooted for two Labs, one Golden, and now for Pritchard. It’s an Acme whistle with a pea, and the human teeth marks on it prove it has seen some good times and bad. But I often wonder if I should be using something bigger or newer or just plain different.
I talk to a lot of gun dog trainers in the process of writing this blog, and one training message gets delivered over and over: You need to think like a dog. Recently I received a new book that helped illuminate how a dog thinks. Inside of a Dog: What Dogs See, Smell, and Know by Alexandra Horowtz is not aimed at gun dog owners nor is it a training guide. But it did provide some insight into the world of the dog. Here are a few things I found interesting and helpful:
I’ve heard it said that a good duck dog at work is poetry in motion. Well, let’s see how many duck dog owners know poetry. Our contest is simple. Give us your best Haiku involving a duck dog—past or present, real or fictional. The winner will receive an Echo Prime Meat Call worth a whopping $140 and seen in the pages of Field & Stream.
On Saturday Pritch and I attended our first hunt test in Fort Lawn, S.C. The event was hosted by the Carolina Boykin Spaniel Retriever Club, and I entered Pritch in the puppy division (6 to 12 months).
The other day I was talking with a couple of friends about the dog training command we couldn’t live without. All three of my buddies argued you could do nothing if your dog didn’t know SIT. And I agree. You need the dog to SIT for a variety of reasons, including sending it on a blind retrieve. If you can’t get it to SIT then you don’t have much. In fact, you may want to take up competitive bumper pool.
We’re reaching into the MBF Mailbag to get a field report from northern Minnesota today. Seems recently one of our readers, Matthew Miltich, has had good luck with ruffed grouse and worse luck with ticks.
I’m often told by those who don’t live in the South that golf courses are prime places to train a gun dog. I laugh and tell them golf courses are a good place to watch your dog get eaten by a 'gator. For the most part, they don’t get it. Our ponds in South Carolina are loaded with large alligators—and even some of our tidal creeks.
I have nothing against E-collars, but I originally decided I would take Pritch’s training as far as possible without one. And those of you who have followed this blog from the start know that I don’t make training decisions on the fly.