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<blockquote data-quote="DarryH" data-source="post: 1953186" data-attributes="member: 77108"><p>These stories are about hunting dogs, but not hunting. My boss raised Springer Spaniels, and had some impressive blood lines. He wanted to rent out one as a stud, but the potential client wanted a sperm test first. Living in town, it only takes a few minutes for the vet comes over to the house. My boss and the vet are in the front yard, doing their best to "excite" the dog to get the required sample. Pretty soon they notice the cars slowing down as they passed. Getting very red-faced, they decided to finish the job in the BACK yard!</p><p></p><p>Same boss, trying to use his shorter male to breed his taller female, and it wasn't working. He goes to the store we both worked at, returning with a couple wood pop crates to stand the male on so he can do his job. I found this very funny. </p><p></p><p>Different boss, had new German Shorthair which he just got back from a professional trainer. We go pheasant hunting and the dog is having troubles. First he manages to find the only burrs on the property. We finally get them off, and soon he goes under a fence and cuts his side on some barbed wire. Med kit comes out, and the wound is taken care of. Dog does NOT want to quit. The story gets worse. No birds, but the dog ferreted out multiple field mice. I got a very dirty look from my boss when I commented on the quality of his new "mouse" dog. </p><p></p><p>When I was in Junior High, I had a dog given to me. Living on a farm. I loved having a dog and had not had one for about four years. This dog was part Beagle, and part Black & Tan coon hound. He had longer legs and big feet. I saw him repeatedly run rabbits in circles, and several times saw him run them down. My classmates called me a liar, but I knew the truth. One winter day, about two feet of fresh snow on the ground, my sister and I had walked down to the end of the lane so the school bus could pick us up. Of course my dog followed.</p><p>As the bus came to a stop, a rabbit jumped up from the ditch. My dog had him in about eight strides. I was proud and vindicated at the same time.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="DarryH, post: 1953186, member: 77108"] These stories are about hunting dogs, but not hunting. My boss raised Springer Spaniels, and had some impressive blood lines. He wanted to rent out one as a stud, but the potential client wanted a sperm test first. Living in town, it only takes a few minutes for the vet comes over to the house. My boss and the vet are in the front yard, doing their best to "excite" the dog to get the required sample. Pretty soon they notice the cars slowing down as they passed. Getting very red-faced, they decided to finish the job in the BACK yard! Same boss, trying to use his shorter male to breed his taller female, and it wasn't working. He goes to the store we both worked at, returning with a couple wood pop crates to stand the male on so he can do his job. I found this very funny. Different boss, had new German Shorthair which he just got back from a professional trainer. We go pheasant hunting and the dog is having troubles. First he manages to find the only burrs on the property. We finally get them off, and soon he goes under a fence and cuts his side on some barbed wire. Med kit comes out, and the wound is taken care of. Dog does NOT want to quit. The story gets worse. No birds, but the dog ferreted out multiple field mice. I got a very dirty look from my boss when I commented on the quality of his new "mouse" dog. When I was in Junior High, I had a dog given to me. Living on a farm. I loved having a dog and had not had one for about four years. This dog was part Beagle, and part Black & Tan coon hound. He had longer legs and big feet. I saw him repeatedly run rabbits in circles, and several times saw him run them down. My classmates called me a liar, but I knew the truth. One winter day, about two feet of fresh snow on the ground, my sister and I had walked down to the end of the lane so the school bus could pick us up. Of course my dog followed. As the bus came to a stop, a rabbit jumped up from the ditch. My dog had him in about eight strides. I was proud and vindicated at the same time. [/QUOTE]
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