An Unwanted Dog

[BritChaser]

She was a healthy pup in a litter of Brittanys bred, as later learned, by a long-time pheasant hunter and hunting writer in York NE. As a pup she was very well cared for with the usual vet visits and vaccinations. When the litter went up for sale, she was selected by a young local couple with a toddler and treated as a house pet. Perhaps there were hopes of bird hunting in the future. But after a few months the couple got rid of her; why is unknown. A homeless pup, she ended up in the care of American Brittany Rescue and was fostered by a couple in Omaha who for years opened their home to lost and unwanted Brits. A KS bird hunter who lost his dog to old age turned to American Brittany Rescue hoping to find a dog ready to go afield in the fall. He visited the Omaha couple and met the seven-month-old pup who looked healthy, played happily with two other Brits, and was alert to and barked at neighborhood noises. On a leash for a few minutes around the backyard, she often looked up at the man walking her. He took her knowing nothing of her breeding. She just seemed like a good dog. She trained easily to whoa and hand signals and was a wonderful companion. She self-appointed as security dog and has never let up in that department. No one will ever sneak up on the man when she's around. When the season began, she pointed pheasants in the first field she hunted. That was four years ago, and Jen has made her master smile every day.

A big shout out to the Vogels of Omaha for helping homeless dogs.

 

[birddude]

She was a healthy pup in a litter of Brittanys born to an avid pheasant hunter and hunting writer in York NE. She was very well cared for with the usual vet visits, vaccinations, and care. When the litter went up for sale, she was bought by a young local couple with a toddler who treated her as a house pet and may have had hopes of bird hunting in the future. But after a few months the couple got rid of the dog. She ended up in the care of American Brittany Rescue and was placed with a couple in Omaha who for years opened their home to homeless Brits. A KS bird hunter who lost his dog to old age turned to American Brittany Rescue hoping to find a dog ready to go afield in the fall. He visited the Omaha couple and met the seven-month-old pup who looked healthy, played happily with two other Brits, and was alert to and barked at neighborhood noises. On a leash for a few minutes around the backyard, she often looked up at the man walking her. He took her. She trained easily to whoa and hand signals and was a wonderful companion. On her own she self-appointed as security dog who has never let up in that department. No one will ever sneak up on the man when she's around. She pointed pheasants in the first field she hunted later that year. That was four years ago, and Jen has made her master smile every day.

Gotta love good endings!!

 

[Kismet]

and she got lucky beyond belief by being taken into the home and hearth and heart of a hunter who's pretty sure dogs have a soul and who treats them with respect.


Good dog! Good man!

 

[birddude]

Not a bird dog story but, about three years ago my wife and I were visiting old friends who were camping at our local fish and wildlife are. He brought his gsp pup. As we're sitting by the fire, here comes this yellow and white dog. It plays with his dog, but would run if you even took a step it's way. It would only come to a camp with another dog. It was in October and getting chilly. Evidently lots of folks were trying to catch it and couldn't. One girl kept trying until she got close enough that she got a finger under the collar and promptly got a broken finger. Well, my wife was a wreck worried about it, so I said I would catch it if she would promise to find it a good home. I went to the vet and got a couple valiums, then to the store and got a ham hock. Went to the campground and found someone with a dog. They were very nice agreed to help. they supplied the coffee while I laid the trap. I took a wire kennel opened the door halfway and ran a rope trough the kennel and out the back so we could slam and hold the door closed. Sure, enough here she came. I stuffed the valium in a piece of ham and threw it too her. She took it and left but came back in a little better mood. She finally decided the ham hock was worth the risk and entered the trap. The other guy yanked it closed while I got the door locked. My wannabe private detective wife found out that the dog was owned (and I'm not kidding here) a guy who was a certified psychotic with a meth addiction!! God only knows what that dog went through. My wife would bundle up with a book and set in the dog kennel every day. About a week later the dog came out and sniffed her. True to her word my wife not only found a good home but a great one. OURS! Three years later, and she worships my wife but will only come to me in the house. No one else can come close.

 

[BritChaser]

great story and involvement

 

[Lefty76]

Also, not a hunting dog story. My daughter goes to college and works at an animal shelter in N.E. Iowa. Shortly after she started working there, a chihuahua mix came in. The poor dog had been severely abused. He ended up being thrown out the window of a moving vehicle at a busy intersection. Fortunately there were witnesses and traffic cameras. The POS that abused the dog was arrested. This little dog went through a dozen surgeries, but he survived. However, he was absolutely vicious towards any male who came near. Due to his justified hatred of men and boys, he was difficult to place. With time running out, Addison decided Walter would live with her. It took a couple of visits before Walter would warm up to me. My boys were scared to death of him during those first visits, but they learned valuable lessons about how to act around dogs, and about life in general. Today they look forward to seeing Addison and Walter. If Addison tells Walter "dad's coming" or "lets go see dad", he runs to the door and spins in excited circles! I guess you could say I'm Walter's second favorite human. He is still very leery of men he doesn't know, but he shy's away now, instead of trying to rip feet off.

 

[BritChaser]

Your kids are great. You're not so bad yourself haha.

 

[carptom1]

Some people just suck. Mistreatment of animals or kids is the lowest form of pos. I have a chihuahua mix myself. They can have an amazing amount of hate for a little dog, but when she loves you there is no doubt.