I don't have any of my hunting dog pictures anymore. Thinks happen and they disappeared, like in a divorce. However, I still have fond memories of all my hunting dogs. I started off in the early 70's with a little mixed beagle mut named Susie. I took her out for the first time when she was just 9 weeks old just to pay in the woods while my cousin and I hunted along. I came to a pile of brush in the woods and as usual, I was jumping up and down on it to try a chase out a rabbit. Low and behold, a rabbit did run out of that pile and ran over my little puppy. Susie rolled and came to her feet, looked at that big white tail getting away and she took chase and barking the whole time. I had one of the best rabbit dogs ever from there on out. But, she even took a liking to ringnecks and had a different bark for those and a strange wagging of the tail. I knew what she was about to kick up. I've had several good beagles since. In the 80's I had a beautiful Weimaraner that I trained and he gave my Dad and I some great bird hunting moments. He was so graceful as he quartered the fields, no wonder they call them the Grey Ghost. Oh how I miss those days.
