A Post About My Litter Of English Setter Puppies

Monday and Tuesday mornings were forecast to be the coolest of the week so I trained my English setter yearlings, Mann and Babe, both mornings. A real early start is hard with the litter of puppies taking some of my time. I clean kennels morning and night to keep the amount of flies to a minimum. Just having puppies seems to draw flies. Sally is doing a good job of cleaning the kennel and puppies but they are now 6 weeks old so she’s starting to wean them. Each evening I put her in a separate kennel and then turn her back with the puppies during the day. To get away from the puppies she jumps onto her house.

This female will be going to Oklahoma.

This female will be staying in this area.

Sally and her puppies.

I’m still playing the CD from Masters Voice to condition these puppies to the gun. They also have collars on with ropes about 16 inches long that they drag 24/7. Sometimes when I need to catch them I step on their rope. When they were first restrained with the rope they would jump, whine and throw a fit. Now they just stop, most of the time. I’ve seen the puppies grabbing the ropes of their litter mates as they run around. They are used to being restrained.

Very few days have gone by that there wasn’t someone and as many as 9 different people stopping by to pet them. These puppies like people. They are turned out of the kennel two times a day if no one comes by. Sometimes they are turned out 4 or 5 times. I leave their kennel gate open and when they get ready for a nap they go back on their own. People think being in a kennel is a bad thing but even at this young age these puppies like their kennel.

I locked the wings on a pigeon and let them play with it a few times but I have to watch them. They are getting bigger and more aggressive toward the pigeon. I have a pigeon harness with Velcro fastener that I’ve used also. It didn’t take long for them to become really aggressive so now I’m holding a pigeon in my hand and letting it flop to draw their attention then letting it fly away. They chase for a couple of steps but they aren’t fast enough to chase much.

I have another puppy sold but the young man, Austin Farley, is working so much he can’t get by to make his pick. I’m going to keep 3 for a while. Austin wasn’t sure whether he wanted a male or female so I don’t know what I will keep. Either two males and a female or two females and a male. I’m going to either Nebraska or South Dakota early to run all of the dogs on the prairies and see if I can get them into some young chickens.

Puppies with collars and ropes.

I can’t go like the pros do for 3 months but I think a week would let me know if the puppies will start early. Sally, the mother of this litter, was about 7 months old when she started pointing and letting me walk in front and flush her birds. I hunted her a lot before she was a year old. And she did a good job. No matter what other dog or dogs I put down with her she pointed her share.

Sally is a grand daughter to Shadow Oak Bo on the top and a grand daughter to Tekoa Mountain Outrage on the bottom. To get these puppies, I bred her to Bruce Sooter’s male, a son of Tekoa Mountain Sunrise on the top and a grandson to Tekoa Mountain Outrage on the bottom. From both sides these puppies get a lot of the Tekoa Mountain line of dogs.

I like dogs that will run and start holding their birds early. I usually start taking them hunting when they are 6 months old or less, according to how close to the season they are born. When Tur Bo was a puppy, Lucky made a point and Tur Bo had no clue what he was doing. He came up and licked him in the face. The covey flew across the road and spread out. I took both dogs across the road and Tur Bo pointed 2 singles that I killed for him. Tur Bo was 5 months old.

Mann was 7 months old when the season started last year and he pointed birds that he let me flush. A couple of times I walked by him without noticing him on point. The GPS would show him on point behind me. Once, in south central Kansas I had gone about a hundred yards past him. He didn’t move until I flushed the birds. No matter which of my dogs or what dogs of people I hunt with are put down, he finds his share of birds.

I’ve heard and people still tell me that English setters don’t start as early as other dogs do. If mine started any earlier they would still be nursing. If you leave these dogs in the kennel until they are a year old before you hunt or train them they won’t start early.

I do work mine on pigeons from the time they are small. (This litter, at 6 weeks old, is already getting pigeons to play with.) Some of the people tell me mine don’t count because I work with them so much. That’s a really dumb comment. Everyone could work with their puppies if they would but there is a lot of stuff printed that talks about waiting until they are a year old.

Mann pointing a pigeon.

When the puppy is about 10 weeks old I hide a pigeons in a release trap. I lead the puppy across the scent of the bird. Usually, you can tell when he smells the bird. If he continues toward the pigeon I flush it and lead the puppy away. I reload the trap and bring him back to the exact same spot. After a couple of tries he will anticipate the bird being there and point. I don’t say anything or do anything. No walking in front, no saying, “whoa”, no brushing the tail up or anything. I stay still and at the first movement of the puppy I flush the pigeon.

I may put several birds in the same place the first time. The next time I will do the same thing only in another place. Still not saying or doing anything. That puppy has to figure this out. He doesn’t need me breaking his concentration. After the second time I start hiding the traps in several different locations. I don’t try to restrict the puppy in any way. He’s hunting without a check cord or anything.

I do try to stay with them and watch. If he gets too close I flush the bird. If he points then takes a step or even if he has a leg in the air and moves it to the ground, I flush the pigeon. I want him to think if he blinks that bird will fly.

When that pup points for close to a minute without moving anything, I might attempt to walk in front. This might be after 20 birds or 50 birds. I still don’t brush their tail up or handle them in any way or say anything. Taking the time at the start to let the dog work this out in their head, pays big dividends. They must learn that any movement on their part is what flushes that bird.

Babe on the barrel.

When Dolly was a young dog, a little over a year old, I ran her in a Shoot To Retrieve Trial. She pointed a quail in a clump of brush along the edge of the bird field. The quail just wanted to run around. The judge said Dolly was in bounds but the quail was out of bounds. If I could run it back in bounds then flush it, it would count. I started chasing this quail around and finally the judge got off the 4-wheeler and helped me chase. He was amazed that Dolly stayed on point without me saying whoa. Finally, we chased that quail back onto the grounds and I shot it but Dolly couldn’t see it drop. No retrieve.

The only time I say whoa to my dogs is if a dog is on point and another dog can’t see the pointing dog. I will whoa him. As long as the dog is on point and not moving, they don’t need me breaking their concentration.

In another 3 or 4 weeks these puppies will be old enough to start them to seriously playing with pigeons. I will occasionally write a post about them although I still will be working and writing about Mann and Babe.

Mann on point.

Babe on point.

Babe next to the whoa barrel.

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Some Hot Weather Training Of English Setters

This has been a terrible year for training my English setters. The first part of the year, after quail season ended, was too wet and rainy. Now most mornings it’s too hot. Monday morning, the temperature was about 68 degrees when I got up but was warmer by the time I got out to train.

Babe on point.

Mann on point. Someone on FB said this weather made their hair like an Afro. Works on Mann’s tail, too.

I let Sally in with the puppies. They lined up.

Babe did real well with the pigeons, in release traps, in front of the whoa barrel but Mann hated the whole exercise. Probably, we have got the good out of that exercise. On this day, I took the six release traps and put them out on the training grounds, in pairs. When they point I flush the farthest bird from them and then wait until they realize the bird they are pointing is still there. I, also, don’t want them to know how many birds will fly before the one they’re pointing is flushed.

On the way to the retrieving bench I worked Babe on heel, whoa and here. She would have jumped onto the whoa barrel if I had of heeled her close enough. When we got to the retrieving bench she jumped onto it.

I petted her in several places on both sides of the bench. She holds the dummies better than Mann but is harder to get her mouth open. Once I pried her mouth open I place the dummy behind her canine teeth and she holds. I pull her collar and she walks down the bench. I had her hold, walk and give 3 times on the front of the bench and 3 times on the back. She never tried to spit the dummy out until I said, “give”. I set her on the ground.

I heeled her close to the training grounds, took the piggin’ string off and held on to the check cord when I tapped her head to release her. If I don’t hold the check cord she will go a long way to the west and I have to wait on her to come back.

When I set the pigeons out I have to try to figure where the dog will hit the scent cone and point. It usually is close to where I have it figured. Not this morning. She was a long way from the pigeon when she went on point and a real long way from the second pigeon in this set.

As soon as she points I can drop the check cord. She won’t move, or at least won’t move very far, until I tap her on the head. I went in front of her, kicking the cover. She has been wagging her tail a lot and I have been tapping her lightly with the e-collar around her flank. She’s getting better about the wagging.

When she wagged I held the transmitter button down on low 2 until she stopped wagging. I let off the button as soon as she quit wagging. While she wasn’t wagging I flushed the farthest pigeon. It was on the other side of a clump of brush too far for her to see but she heard it fly away. She wagged a little and I held the button down until she stopped. I flushed the pigeon in front of her when she stopped wagging. I went to her and styled her up and then tapped her head. I continued to hold the check cord.

She hit the next scent cone in between the two pigeons in the set. Sometimes it works the way I want. She was wagging a little but stopped when I hit the e-collar around her flank. I flushed the pigeon that was behind and to her right. She hardly turned her head. She knew the bird she was pointing hadn’t moved. She stayed pretty solid and I kicked the cover for a few seconds then flushed the pigeon she was pointing. She didn’t move. I styled her up, told her what a good girl she is and tapped her head to release her.

Luke pointing a pigeon.

After checking my side out we crossed to the neighbor’s side. Just before we got close to where I had hidden the last set of birds I dropped the check cord. I thought she would hit the scent cone before she realized she could go to the west. I was right. She hit the scent cone and went on point. Both pigeons were in front of her.

She was happy and started wagging. I held the transmitter button down on low 2. The amount of scent she is getting may have some bearing on this habit. She didn’t want to quit. I went to medium 2. She stopped wagging and I flushed the farther pigeon. She raised her head to watch it fly but didn’t try to move.

I continued to kick the cover and she started wagging. I went back to low 2 and she finally stopped. As soon as she stopped I flushed the pigeon. The pigeon came right over the top of her and she turned and watched it fly away. I styled her up then took her back to the kennel.

When I brought Mann out of the kennel I worked him on heel, whoa and here on the way to the retrieving bench. He doesn’t like the whoa barrel and when we got close he moved away from it. He jumped onto the retrieving bench. I petted him in 3 different places on the front of the bench and 3 different places on the back of the bench.

He knows I’m going to place the dummy behind his canine teeth and he acts like he’s panting until I place the dummy. Then he closes his mouth and holds the dummy. Babe has been walking on the bench with the dummy in her mouth for a while but Mann is just starting.

I placed the dummy in his mouth and as we went down the bench my arm hit the dummy and he spit it out. I pinched his lip against his teeth and replaced the dummy. He held it this time as we went down the bench. I stopped him and said, “give”. He dropped it in my hand. He held the dummy and walked 3 times on the front side of the bench and 3 times on the back. I set him on the ground.

Tur Bo pointing a pigeon.

The last time I worked him on pigeons a young bird flew right to him and he ran away from me. Today, I left a check cord on so I could, maybe, grab it and make a retrieving drill out of it, if he caught a bird.

I still had two sets of birds on me and one on the neighbor. Mann’s first cast couldn’t have been any better to miss both sets on me if he had of tried. He went all the way to the back on my side and when he came back up the other side he hit the scent cone on the first set. He was in a better spot than Babe had been. He was in between the two birds. I had a stake with me and pushed it into the ground and tied the check cord to it.

I took some pictures then walked in front of him kicking the cover. I flushed the farther bird. It was behind him and he turned to watch it. When he turned it tightened the check cord. I never thought anything about it at the time. I continued to kick the cover and flushed the pigeon he was pointing. As the bird flew he leaned against the check cord tied to the stake. I stroked him up and turned him loose.

He was headed to the neighbor’s side at top speed when he hit the scent cone on the second set. As I started to him he took a step. I yelled, “Hey” at him. “Hey” is a bad word to my dogs. When they are doing anything I don’t like I say “Hey”, loudly. If they are barking and I want them to stop I say, “Hush” or “Hey”. It works. I picked him up and set him back. I kicked the cover and flushed a pigeon off to his left. He watched it fly away by turning his head. I flushed the pigeon he was pointing. He tightened the check cord. I sent him on.

Sally pointing a pigeon.


We went on to the neighbor’s side and hunted all the way to the back. We started back to the front and he hit the scent cone. This time he didn’t take a step. I walked in front after taking pictures. Both pigeons were in front of him. I flushed the farther bird. He watched it fly away without moving. I stroked his sides then went back in front kicking the cover. I flushed the pigeon he was pointing. He watched it fly away but he took the slack out of the check cord. I took him back to the kennel.

I got to thinking about the check cord. I have been tying it with very little slack in it. Mann has already figured out that he can lean against it. I did the same thing with Tur Bo and he always takes a step when I flush his birds. I believe that if I tie the check cord off I need to leave enough slack that the dog needs to take a couple of steps before it tightens. With just a little slack they want to lean against it. Just my opinion but I think I’m right. I don’t want to get Mann where he always takes a step.

Babe watching a pigeon fly away.

Mann pointing a pigeon.

Mann on point.

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Working Young English Setters, 7/11/19

When I can catch some cooler weather I work Mann and Babe, my 14 month old English setters. This morning, 7/11/19, it was 65 degrees when I went out about 7:00 am. That’s not very cool but for this time of year it’s about all I can expect. It did seem cool on the 4-wheeler.

Mann pointing a pigeon.

Babe next to the whoa barrel.

Babe next to the whoa barrel.

I put two pigeons, in release traps, next to the whoa barrel and another four pigeons were hidden on the training grounds, in release traps. I heeled Babe out of the kennel with an e-collar around her neck and flanks. She was also dragging the long check cord. I would like to run her without the check cord but she will go a minimum of half a mile to the west as soon as we get near the back of my place. I have to hold the end of the check cord.

I heeled her to the whoa barrel. When we get close to the barrel she tries to jump onto it. You would think she wouldn’t like the whoa barrel but she loves it. It’s slick and hard to stand on but if she doesn’t move she’s fine. She looks good on the barrel or beside it. I whoaed her next to the barrel. I took pictures then walked in front of her kicking the grass. I flushed a pigeon. She didn’t move other than turning her head to watch it fly away.

I stroked her sides and told her what a good girl she is. I went back in front kicking the grass. I flushed the pigeon. She didn’t move. I stroked her sides then heeled her to the retrieving bench. She jumped onto it. I petted her as she walked up and down the bench.

Babe has been doing real well with the hold and give commands. I placed a retrieving dummy behind her canine teeth and told her to hold. I pulled on her collar and made her walk a few feet. I have her hold at the first of the bench, at the middle and the end on both sides. Each time I had her walk a few feet. She held and gave like she should have and even walked with the dummy. I petted her then set her on the ground.

I held the end of the long check cord and released her to hunt. I have left a long strip of unmown grass, down the training grounds. I had hidden one of the pigeons in this strip and she knew there was a bird close but with the swirling wind it was hard to pinpoint. She pointed then moved down the strip a couple of steps and went back on point. I dropped the check cord then walked in front of her. She was wagging her tail, rapidly. I held the button on the transmitter down, on low 2, on the e-collar around her flanks, until she stopped wagging. When I let off the button she went back to wagging. I held the button down until she stopped. I stroked her sides when she wasn’t wagging. I flushed the pigeon. She didn’t move. I tapped her head.

We went on toward the back of the property where I had left a strip of grass in some scattered walnut trees. She caught the scent of this bird with no problem and went on point. But she was wagging. Not just a little, a lot. For a bird hunter that’s not a bad deal but the other dogs don’t even know she’s pointing. They think she’s just a stopped, happy dog.

Babe on point.

I held the button down on the transmitter, on level 2 low. She quit wagging but as soon as I let off the button she started again. I hit the button. She quit. I let off, she started wagging. I think, she was trying to see what I really wanted. We went through this several times. Once started I couldn’t quit or she would win. I don’t know how many times I hit the button but a lot. Finally, she quit wagging. I flushed the pigeon. She watched it fly away without moving. I tapped her head.

We checked the rest of my side then went to the neighbor’s side. She drug me to the back and when she hit the scent cone, she pointed. She was wagging a little but stopped when I hit the button on the transmitter. I started in front and she started wagging. She looked happy. I held the button down until she quit wagging. I kicked the cover then flushed the pigeon. She didn’t move. I tapped her on the head to release her.

There was one more pigeon near the front of the neighbor’s side. When she hit the scent cone she pointed. She didn’t wag. Her tail wasn’t real high but it wasn’t moving. I hurried in front of her, kicking the cover and flushed the pigeon. She watched it fly away then slowly wagged her tail. I stroked her sides then tapped her head. I took her back to the kennel.

Babe with the pigeon asleep on the barrel.

I reloaded the release traps and brought Mann out with the e-collars around his flanks and neck. I hooked the long check cord to him but he only has to drag it to the retrieving bench. He doesn’t run off. I use the check cord teaching here with him. I whoa him a time or two before we get to the whoa barrel. A couple of times he tried to pass me and go on to the training grounds. With the long check cord I can stop him when he comes by. He hasn’t tried for a long while.

I whoaed him next to the whoa barrel where he could see the release traps. I walked in front of him kicking the grass. I flushed a pigeon and he acted bored. He really doesn’t like this exercise. I flushed the second pigeon and we went on to the retrieving bench. He jumped onto it.

We walked on both sides of the retrieving bench with me petting him several different places on the bench. I opened his mouth and placed the retrieving dummy behind his canine teeth. He opens his mouth easier than Babe but she holds the dummy better. Today he held the dummy in 6 different spots without dropping it. I set him on the ground.

I heeled him to the training grounds and tapped his head to release him. He hit the scent cone on the first pigeon and went on point. I took some pictures and walked in front of him kicking the cover. I flushed the pigeon and it flew right to him and tried to light. He caught it before it hit the ground. I called him but he headed to the woods with the pigeon. I called him a couple of times then quit. I walked to the edge of the woods, then went to where he was lying with the pigeon. The pigeon was in front of him and I picked it up and tossed it a few feet. He grabbed it and I petted him then said, “give”. He dropped it in my hand. I put the pigeon in my pouch. It was still alive. And it was fine 24 hours later.

Mann pointing a pigeon.

As soon as I put the pigeon in the pouch he went back to hunting. He went on to the back and pointed the pigeon hidden in the grass. After him catching the first bird I thought he might move on his birds so I kicked the cover more than usual. I flushed the pigeon and he never moved. I tapped him on the head to release him.

Mann checked all of my side out before going to the neighbor’s side. He pointed both of the birds hidden over there with no problem. He never moved when I flushed them. I let him run while I picked up the release traps then took him back to the kennel.

One of the things I thought of on the way back to the kennel. If instead of trying to call Mann to me, when he had the pigeon, I should have told him to whoa. He would have stopped. Then I could have walked to him, petted him and then took the pigeon. I did that during the season and it worked. Calling him to me when he has a bird in his mouth has never worked. Sometimes I need retraining, also.

Babe with the retriving dummy.

Babe near the whoa barrel.

Mann watching a pigeon fly away.

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An Update On English Setter Puppies, 7/8/19

At 3 weeks old, I put collars on the English setter puppies, tied short cords to the collars and started playing the Gun Conditioning CD from Masters Voice for them twice a day as I fed them a formula. The formula (I put it in the last post) is a milk replacer formula that was given to me by my vet. The puppies were in the air conditioned shed, inside a whelping box. I have a dog door for Sally, the mother of this litter, to go out into a big pen, that surrounds my kennels, when ever she wants.

Puppies with collars and ropes.

More puppies.

Sally and her puppies.

I had a dental appointment this morning and as I went out early to take care of the puppies Sally was out in the big pen. I started to close the doggie door off, so I could give the puppies their formula with some dry dog food soaking in it, without Sally eating it before they could get close. As I tried to close the door, over the dog door, two puppies came tumbling out.

That changed everything. Now I have to put the puppies in the kennel. I can’t take a chance on them getting out of the shed. If they get out during a rain, it could be bad. They are still small enough for a hawk or owl to take them, probably.

I have been putting the puppies in the kennel during the day and back in the shed of the night. Putting the puppies in the kennel is better because it’s larger than the whelping box and the puppies can see a lot of stuff going on. In the whelping box they were in an almost dark environment, most of the time.

Now they will be in the kennel most of the time, except when someone comes over to pet them. I encourage all of my friends to come over and bring their grandkids, neighbor kids or whoever they can bring. It has made a real difference in the puppies. They love people and they will play until they are wore out then go to sleep.

The puppies enjoy being in the yard. When I bring them out of the kennel, for people to pet, we usually get in the shade and put the puppies in the grass. The puppies go from one person to the next. They have been carried so much that they don’t even wiggle, most of the time, when they are being carried from the kennel or back to it.

Babe expecting a pigeon to be flushed.

This year the fire works around the 4th of July has lasted forever. In my neighborhood they started shooting them off on Wednesday the third, and shot them on the fourth, fifth, sixth and seventh. They don’t bother the puppies but it drives the older dogs crazy. They go in their dog houses and get as far back as possible. One day I turned the big dogs out while I cleaned pens and there were firecrackers popping all around. Sally went to the shed and went through the dog door. She left her puppies but she probably knew I would bring them into the shed.

I got my Pointing Dog Journal and as I read it, I got to thinking about some of the things, I have seen while hunting, that I never got to take a picture of. Most of the times I didn’t have a camera but a lot of them even if I had a camera there was no time, for a picture.

Several years ago I was hunting in Montana, alone, except for a truck full of dogs. I had hunted for several days and this was my last day. I was going to hunt until about noon then start driving home. Where I wanted to hunt wasn’t far from the hotel I was staying in and I was on the place by daylight.

There was a large pond, or small lake, about half a mile off the unimproved road I was on. There was a dry wash, a couple of hundred yards wide, that ran down to the pond. I turned some dogs loose and started down the wash. When I got about a hundred yards from the pond, with the dogs already circling the pond a bunch of ducks came off the pond.

Mann pointing a pigeon.

As I watched the ducks, from the bottom of the wash, 5 or 6 mule deer started bouncing, as though their feet were springs, along the horizon. The ducks were in view just a little above the deer. With the sun just coming up behind me lighting up the deer and ducks I reached for my camera but there was not enough time to get the shot. I can still see it, though.

Another time Dennis Garrison and I were in north central Kansas. It was early of the morning and we were driving to the place we wanted to hunt. The road had a small jog in it but the farmer had run his fence in a straight line. This left a mound of cover that hadn’t been mowed or taken care of in a lot of years. Good cover for animals.

As we drove by a really nice white tail buck, not huge but a nice 8 point with each hair in place, started running along side the truck through this cover. It wasn’t more than 25 yards from the truck. As it ran along a rooster pheasant flushed right beside it. The pheasant was between the deer and the truck. Again, if I even had a camera, I wouldn’t have had the time to use it.

Another time, again early in the morning, I walking down a hedge row to the west. The sun was behind me just coming up. The dogs were in front quite a ways and I saw a bird coming toward me. But it was a bird like I had never seen before. It looked like it’s breast was on fire and it was carrying a large stick in it’s mouth. I watched it as it got closer and closer.

Luke pointing a pigeon.

When it got closer I saw that it was a rooster pheasant and it’s breast wasn’t on fire but the sun shining off the breast feathers, looked like a fire. The stick I saw in it’s mouth was evidently it’s tail. Now, I’ve hunted a long time and been in pheasant country and I’ve never seen this sight before or since but I should have. But this time, as I stood there with a shotgun in my hands, I never fired a shot. I wish I could have gotten a picture of that.

Another time Dennis and I were going down a hedge row on a real cold day. For some reason we were both on the same side of the hedge row and the dogs were ahead of us. We were walking into a strong north wind that made the day even colder. We looked up and a rooster pheasant came barreling down the hedge row toward us. It was on the same side we were on, about 40 yards high, and had the wind behind it. It must have been doing a hundred miles an hour. We both emptied our guns and never turned a feather on that bird. Didn’t get a picture of that either but I can still see it.

The birds you hit, the great shots you make in a life time of hunting are not what you remember. I remember the little things. The people I was with, the dogs and how they looked and sometimes just the area and sometimes just the things that live there. I only hunt birds but I can see the beauty in all of God’s creation.

Sally and her babies.

Sally and her puppies.

Another shot of Sally right after the babies were born.

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