Another beginning

Last Fall when I was visiting Paul Garrett's dog camp in Montana, we bred my Cody to Paul's Holly (a daughter of Crockett's Deep Freeze). We were rewarded with some likely looking pups. Here's my stud fee puppy, a male who I'm calling LJ (for 'Little John').

Maggie matures

Maggie has clearly transitioned this year from eager young pup to proficient bird dog.  She has pointed sharps in Montana, chukar in Utah and Nevada, and quail in Arizona, all without any breach of manners (well, maybe once ). I'm very pleased with that progress.

One oddity: she has the most relaxed point of any bird dog I have ever encountered.  As I approach a point she seems to be smiling, relaxed, watching me come closer, tail high but waving.  No bug eyed, every muscle tense, classic pose.  As I get close she will stiffen just a bit, particularly if I raise a hand to caution her to be staunch.  I've about decided that I don't care.  We don't compete in trials, and we kill plenty of birds, and we both are having great fun.   Seems like enough.