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  • May 28, 2009

    The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly

    Ever have one of those days? One of those days when you get the boss to let you knock off a little early. You rush home, grab the pooch, throw her in the truck and make a beeline for your favorite training spot. So what if you hit a little traffic. You’re out of work, it’s a beautiful afternoon, and you have a pup in the back of the Jeep.

    Speaking of the pup, she seems ready to roll and been doing just fine on her retrieves. In fact, you think, what took me so long to get another dog? Hell, your mind wanders to the dove shoots you’ll both be hunting in the fall.

    On the first toss your pup runs full speed to the dummy, picks it up, starts running back for you, then drops it in favor of a clump of marsh grass that she attacks as if it were a peanut butter and bologna burger. No problem, you get her attention again and toss another dummy. This time it’s worse. She makes it half way there and turns her attention back to that marsh grass clump. Okay, you know what to do. A short toss. A real short toss away from the distraction. She heads for it with the speed of a turtle with diaper rash, loafs back, and then trots off in search of better action before you correct her with the check cord.

    Today you’re beaten. And you know it. No need to spend any more time creating bad habits. You pile back in the truck, which is still cool from air conditioning that had been blowing when you got out just a few minutes earlier. And before you know it, you’re back in traffic.

    You ever have one of those days? I just did.

  • May 26, 2009

    The Deadly Sins of Dog Training?

    As I navigate the many pitfalls that come with training a gun dog I often wonder what’s the biggest mistake an amateur can make. Here’s an example of one of my errors that I feared would cost me big time.

    I’ve introduced a few pups to water, so I was prepared to make Pritch’s first swim a positive experience. I had a local pond chosen that had a sandy, shallow bank. The water was warm, and I knew better than to force her in (likely causing her to be water shy). But a week before I planned to take her for a first dip, we drove to my in-laws house in Jacksonville, Fla. It was Pritch’s first visit, so after our three-hour drive I took her out in the backyard where there’s also a small pool. It was dark and Pritch was off the leash (the yard was fenced). I assumed she would stop short of the pool on her explorations, but I was wrong. She barreled right off the edge of the pavement and into the pool, seemingly having no idea it was there. I jumped to my knees and scooped her out. Back on the dry land she shook like a wet rat and went running in frantic circles.

    I was crushed and could hardly sleep that night. I thought I had ruined my water dog! Thankfully, the next week she took to the pond like a champ (well, with a bit of coaxing in the form of a treat) and now swims whenever we encounter water.

    Not every blunder happens when you’re looking the other way. Before I make my next misstep I’m curious: What are your thoughts on the worst mistake you can make when raising a gun dog?

  • May 22, 2009

    Video: Teaching Pritch to Fetch

    There’s an old saying, “You can’t fall off the floor,” and as far as training Pritch as a retriever goes, I’m lying prone on the floor. At 13 weeks I shouldn’t be expecting too much from her, I know. In fact, all the books (and I’ll have more to say about the books soon) say I should concentrate more on the SIT, STAY, COME commands at this period. But I’m like most over-eager parents, expecting to see my child perform miracles.

    Pritch will happily go after a dummy, and will come running back with it—then often blow right by me. I’ve added a treat at the end of each successful retrieve, but this leads her to sometimes drop the dummy in anticipation of the snack. All minor problems at this age, but for the sake of a benchmark, I filmed a brief retrieving session. Take a look at the pup in action.

  • May 19, 2009

    Will the Good Life Ruin a Pup?

    I admit I’m a sucker for having a dog in the house. Growing up my dogs lived in a kennel, and I always pined for the day when I could have a pooch in the house. Well, now I do, and I wonder if I’ll ruin Pritch's chances of becoming an excellent hunting dog as she matures. You don’t have to venture far to find an opinion on the subject.

    Pritch with bone:

    The late James Lamb Free, author of the classic, Training Your Retriever, had strong feelings on the topic. Here’s what he had to say: “While he’s in the early stages of training, at least, you don’t want anybody else to speak a kind word to him—much less fondle and pet him, and make a lap dog out of him.” Clearly, Mr. Free didn’t like a house pup. (It should be noted that Free didn’t start his dogs on serious retriever training until they were a year old.)

    But then again the late Bill Tarrant, noted gun dog author (Hey Pup, Fetch It Up!) and Field & Stream columnist, loved nothing more than making room for one of his hunting pooches on the couch. He wrote: “Every time your life touches Pup you’re teaching him something… It can be disastrous, absolutely disastrous, when a kennel run is the teacher, or the alley, or even the fields.”

    As I begin to train Pritch, I see both sides of the argument. She doesn’t necessarily jump off my wife’s lap when it’s time to train. But I no doubt have a better read on her than if she spent most of her time in a dog run. (Pritch is crate trained.) And while I want nothing more than a dog that will perform in the field, I’m quite delighted to have a dog underfoot while in the living room. And that’s how I plan to keep it.

    I’m sure there are some strong opinions on whether a house dog can be an excellent hunting dog. I’d love to hear them.

  • May 18, 2009

    Welcome to the New F&S Dog Blog

    Meet Pritchard. She’s a 12-week-old Boykin spaniel who, if I don’t ruin her in the training process, will be retrieving doves by September and ducks by the fall. Pritchard (she’s named after a barrier island off the coast of South Carolina where I’ve been catching redfish since I was a kid), of course, knows none of this. Right now she cares only for her peanut-butter-flavored bone, a stuffed goose that honks when chewed, and, no matter how hard I try to hide them, my flip-flops. But she SITS, occasionally STAYS, sometimes COMES, and loves chasing a sock full of paper but doesn’t always bring it back.

    The Boykin spaniel is the state dog of South Carolina. The breed began in the early 1900s in Camden, S.C., a likely cross between a Chesapeake and a number of spaniel breeds. They were bred to roust turkeys in the swamps and to fit in a small duck boat (males average 40 pounds). They love to swim, have good noses, and are fiercely loyal.

    Together, Pritch and I will make up this new blog, Man’s Best Friend. Each week I’ll chronicle our progress from puppy to gun dog. And I’ll also cover all manner of hunting dog topics. That said, I’m no expert when it comes to training pooches. I dabbled with my Labrador as a youth and attended a handful of field trials. But then I moved to New York City to follow my career as an outdoor journalist (including stints at Field & Stream and Salt Water Sportsman), and I just couldn’t torture a dog in a city apartment. After 12 years, I left and now am happily planted in Charleston with my wife and new pup. This go around I’ll partner up with some from professional retriever trainers to see what a newbie—and his dog— can learn from the best. If we’re lucky we’ll hit a few field trials. If not, we’ll still be hunting in the fall.

    Let the ride begin. Hope you’ll join us.