But seriously - because I have a gundog, and I had a serious problem. Henry had a nasty case of SOD, with which all dog owners are familiar - Sudden Onset Deafness. Basically, his nose ruled his ears and everything else - the lure of sniffing and hunting bunnies was stronger than anything a mere human being could muster. To make things worse, the fitter and leaner he got, the more stamina he had, and the worse his behaviour got, to the point that a year after taking him on I was starting to contemplate a future where he could never be let off lead again. For such a bright and active dog, this would be nothing short of cruelty. (Damn straight - Henry).
Gundog training offered a way to channel these instincts, allowing us to work together instead of against one another.
Pardon the silly hat. It was really quite chilly. Oh, and I said there was a lot less of him these days, didn't I? (Never mind that, I want my reward for bringing the dummy back - Henry).
I hope that we will go to our first shoot in the new year, although we both have a lot to learn before them!
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