Years ago I told you the story of Duke, a young shorthair that arrived at Eagle Nest Lodge just a day or two before we did. His stoic, patient demeanor in the kennel intrigued me. I asked manager John Shirley if we could take him the next morning on a Hungarian partridge hunt.
The show we made was one of my favorites: inspiring, moving, and encouraging. If only every young dog could watch it when he arrives at his “forever home!” Duke started tentatively, whether it was new surroundings, the crowd associated with making a TV show, or simply trying to figure out who the boss was, I don’t know. But by the end of the day, he was pointing, retrieving, and showing signs of the confident dog he ultimately became. John assures me he’s a one man dog, working well, but only for him.
Impressed and touched by Duke’s growth in that one day, I promised myself I’d visit Pheasant Bonanza, the Nebraska kennel and hunting operation where Duke had been bred and trained. And this fall, I finally got there.
My first stop at a new place is usually the kennel. It was populated by a half-dozen Duke lookalikes … an elegant, elongated, solid-colored head being the giveaway they were cousins of my former Montana hunting partner. Like their distant relative, they rested calmly in their runs, exhibiting a worldly demeanor.
The next day, we brought two along. They did not disappoint. Thick cover was no obstacle to these smallish, graceful dogs. Rather than bull their way through head-high grass, they glided between the clumps, pointing and backing each other like pro’s. They danced among the small trees, footfalls delicate. If only their guest was a better shooter, they could have demonstrated more often their skillful retrieving abilities.
At one time, the Manager at Pheasant Bonanza (he has since moved on to other things) was breeding Spinoni’s. And it was those Spinoni’s that I observed at a field trial in Illinois that not only convinced me that I needed a pointing dog instead of a flusher, but put me on a path towards owning a Spinone. That was November 2005. In July of 2008 I brought home my first ever hunting dog, a Spinone named Omar (but from a semi-local breeder). And this summer will probably see me adding a 2nd Spinone.
Good luck on the new one! I watched a mostly-Spin NAVHDA NA test last spring – eye-opening to say the least. Some moved like the stereotype, others were real go-getters. Love them.
Looking forward to seeing the program. I have been to Pheasant Bonanza a number of times in the past years to participate in contests for hunting dogs. My wife chose a black-and-white shorthair puppy from their kennel on one of our visits (after an untimely death of her favorite Griffon we had). They have a top-notch facility and very nice people. The puppy (Lincoln, after the capitol of Nebraska – my wife’s home state) has been absolutely terrific in now his third year.
Can’t wait to see the show. It may be on the DVR already though. Glad to see the show is growing on more networks. You do a great job Scott of bringing upland bird hunting to the Antler-Mania infested airwaves.
Thanks!