Fat Pat. A "gift" dog. Two renowned trainers failed to communicate to him that bird hunting is a cooperative venture. Training cost about $100 for each bird shot over him. |
Zobie. Zobie the lion hearted, adoring my grandchildren. She was hopeless as a guard against children and women. |
Big Mac. Once trained, never outbirded to date. Sired by double Shoot-to-Retrieve Champion Motown Rusty, he by Hall of Fame Shoot-to-Retrieve Champion Smokin Mohawk. Mac's dam was by open-circuit Hall of Fame Champion Tekoa Mountain Sunrise.. |
Spot (left) and Dell. Pictured with Tom Hoar. Spot was the best crippled bird retriever I ever saw. And she had the endearing habit of wagging her tail, which rang her bell, if softly called when lost on point. |
Dawn. Lula Mae Hoar, holding her granddaughter, Lu Ann, and Dawn. When lost in the second largest city in Alabama the first time she had been there, Dawn traveled five miles on busy streets to arrive at the new family home, guided only by the scent of tires.
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Faye. She herded sheep, licked the lambs, competed in herding trials, guarded the house, carried in mail and fire wood. If she could have she'd have read proof for me.
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