Training Pointing Dogs, 6/22/18

Finally, we had a morning that was cool. It wasn’t sweat shirt weather cool but it was cooler than it has been. I haven’t worked Sally and Tur Bo on anything for quite a while because of the heat until this morning.

Sally

Tur Bo

Tur Bo

I have been letting the puppies out of the kennel twice a day or more. They play and when they come near me I turn a pigeon out for them. I just tease the pups with it then let it fly away. It didn’t take them very long to become too aggressive for the pigeons when I put them to sleep.

I hid three pigeons, in release traps, on the training grounds. I put another three pigeons in a bird bag that I left on the 4-wheeler.

I put an e-collar around Sally’s neck and hooked a check cord to her collar after putting a half hitch around her flanks. I heeled her out close to the 4-wheeler and put her on whoa. I got on the 4-wheeler and released her to hunt.

There wasn’t much wind and when she got close to the first bird she got a little smell and started to go on then locked up. I took pictures. I decided that she didn’t need to be tied to the stake so I grabbed a pigeon from the bird bag. I walked in front of her, kicking the cover. I dropped a pigeon from my hand and shot the blank pistol. She didn’t move.

I continued to kick the cover, flushed the pigeon in the release trap and shot the blank pistol. She didn’t move. I heeled her a short distance and whoaed her. I held a frozen quail in front of her and told her to fetch. She took the quail and held it until I said, “give”. I placed the quail on the ground at her feet and told her to fetch. She reached down and picked up the quail. She held it until I said, “give”. I placed the frozen quail in front of her where she would have to take a step to grab the bird. I told her to fetch. She took a step, picked up the quail and held it until I said, “give”. I released her to hunt.



She crossed off the neighbor’s side onto my side and was really going when she hit the scent cone. The grass was wet and she slid to a point. I walked in front of her and dropped a pigeon from my hand. I shot the blank pistol. She didn’t move. I continued to kick the cover. I flushed the pigeon from the release trap and shot the blank pistol. She didn’t move. I heeled her away.

After a few yards I whoaed her and held the frozen quail in front of her nose. I said, “fetch”. She took the frozen quail and held it until I said, “give”. I tossed the quail a few feet and said, “fetch”. She ran to the bird but came back without the quail. I held the e-collar transmitter button down on medium 1 and said, “fetch”. She grabbed the quail and brought it back. I tossed it again and she picked it up and held it until I said, “give”. I released her to hunt.

We crossed back onto the neighbor’s side and were at the back when she went on point. I took pictures. I went around the clump of brush that the release trap was hidden in and dropped the pigeon from my hand. I shot the blank pistol. She didn’t move. I continued to kick the cover and flushed the pigeon in the release trap. She didn’t move even when I shot the blank pistol. I heeled her away.

Using their nose to find dog food in the grass.

I whoaed her and tossed the frozen quail. She ran to it but came back to me with out the bird. I held the e-collar down on medium 1. She went back and grabbed the quail and returned to me. I petted her for a few seconds while she held the bird. When I told her to give she dropped it in my hand. I tossed the quail again. She grabbed it and came back holding it until I said, “give”. I let her run before taking her back to the kennel.

I reloaded the bird bag and the release traps and turned Tur Bo out. He was pulling a check cord with a half hitch around his flanks and a e-collar around his neck and flanks. Tur Bo is really fast and he has caught a few pigeons so he thinks he can catch them all. When he points I tie him to a stake I push into the ground right behind him. He doesn’t always move but he does if the pigeon flutters or comes close to him, he will move.

I tried to stay up with Tur Bo on the 4-wheeler but when I saw him he was on point. I took pictures then pushed the stake into the ground and tied the check cord. I went in front of him kicking the cover, dropped a pigeon from my hand and shot the blank pistol. He didn’t move. I continued to kick the cover and flushed the pigeon that was in the release trap. He didn’t move even when I shot the blank pistol. I pulled the stake and heeled him away.

I whoaed him and threw the frozen quail about 15 yards. He grabbed the quail and came back. He circled me then sat down beside me holding the quail until I said, “give”. I threw the quail 3 times then released him to hunt.

I forgot that I had released the next bird when I hit the wrong button, on the first bird, on the release trap. When he got close he smelled the hot spot but knew the bird was gone. He was going to go on and I whoaed him. He was right and I was wrong but he whoaed. I walked in front of him, dropped a pigeon from my hand and shot the blank pistol. He didn’t move. I heeled him away.

Babe pointing her brother.

I whoaed him and threw the frozen quail about 15 yards, three times. He retrieved it each time. He always circles me, then sits, holding the bird until I say, “give”. I throw each time in a different direction and one of my throws went into the brush and he went right after it, bringing it to me. I released him to hunt.

He checked out the neighbors side and crossed to my side. He was running down the side, hit the scent cone and slid to a stop. One of my pigeons had escaped so I didn’t have one to drop. I pushed the stake into the ground and tied the check cord. I walked in front of him and flushed the pigeon. It flew straight toward Tur Bo and was only about 5 feet high. As it came over his head he leaped for the bird and the check cord stopped him. He hit the ground on his back with a thump. I set him back. I pulled the stake and heeled him away.

I threw the frozen quail for him three times and he retrieved each time. I released him to run on the way back to the kennel.

I don’t know if another dog’s slobber on the bird bothers the dogs but I use two frozen quail and I’ve marked the bags so the same dog gets the same bird each time. I’m hoping that if I get the dogs expecting to retrieve when they point they will retrieve the birds I shoot.

I had brought one of the release traps back on the 4-wheeler. I had let the puppies out to play and decided to walk them back to get the other two release traps. We went to the back first and got that trap. We were back near the front where the other one was when Man went into the grass, smelled the bird that had been in the trap and pointed. He moved up a step and went back on point. Babe saw him and stopped. She looked good, too. I’m not saying she was honoring but she stopped. Then Man pounced on the release trap and she came to help. After they got bored with the trap we went back to the kennel.

Not a great picture of Man.

With the puppies I’m not trying to get them to point, although they do sometimes when I hold a pigeon in my hand and when they see them on the ground near the coop. I just want them to like birds and be puppies. In a few weeks or less I’ll try to get them to point by scent.

I like working the older dogs but I really like watching puppies learn. I let them play and I turn pigeons out. I want the pups to like birds. If they don’t like birds they will never make a bird dog.



I will keep letting the pups play no matter how hot it gets but I won’t work the older dogs. The puppies need to be out but it’s too hard on the older dogs. After we get through this heat I will have more to put on the blog, I hope.

Sally

Tur Bo

Sally



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Bird Dogs During Hot Weather

I haven’t been working the older bird dogs during this hot weather we are having. It’s really warm even early in the morning. I have been turning the puppies out several times a day. I sit in a chair in the shade and every once in a while let a pigeon fly in front of them. I, also, toss some dog food in the grass so they will learn to use their nose.

Using their nose to find dog food in the grass.

Man on the left and Babe on the right.

On the road with two puppies.

My chair in the shade is about 5 to 10 yards from the pigeon coop. When I get up to get a pigeon, even if the pups are playing, they meet me at the door of the pigeon house then follow me where ever I go with the bird. When the pigeons come back to the coop they sometimes land on the ground. Man has learned to go around the coop real slow looking for the pigeons. When he sees them he goes on point. Usually, it doesn’t last long. The pigeon flies.

Since I’m not working dogs I decided to go back over some hunts from the past. Mostly from last year but I may get into some from a long time ago.

Last year I hunted with Dottie, my puppy’s mother, only a short time. I sold Dottie to Jim Smith, my cousin, when she was about 8 weeks old. He has done a great job with her and she has made a good bird dog. She was in heat when we were hunting her so we could only turn out our females.

Dottie was less than two years old. She was across a ditch and was cruising along a hillside as Jim and I watched and as I commented on how smooth she moved she slammed into a point. Her head was up and her tail was twelve o’clock. She looked like a calendar girl. I told Jim when he bred her I wanted a pup.

As we crossed the ditch I checked the GPS and Sally was on point about a hundred yards behind us. When we got close to Dottie, with Jim on the left, the quail flushed flying my way. It dropped when I shot. The dogs found the dead bird right away.



We started back across the ditch to Sally’s point. Jim started sliding down the hill and two more quail flushed in front of him. He shot but it’s really hard to hit anything while you are sliding down a hill.

I was ahead of Jim and when he shot two quail flew over me from the direction of Sally. I knocked one of the birds down. Sally came over the hill right behind the quail. She saw the bird drop and ran to it. She didn’t retrieve the bird but she did hold it until I got to her.

Jim bred Dottie to his good male, Willie. She had 6 pups. Two females and four males. I told Jim I wanted a male pup. He sent me some videos of the puppies and I picked a white and orange male from the litter. Later on I was texting a man in Kansas about a female, Jim texted me asking if I had room for another pup. I told him I would take a female. That worked out great. After thinking about it I texted him again and said I would take a male or a female. When I picked them up I had a male and a female.

Last season Don Hansen and I were hunting near Emporia, Kansas. Don’s dog had come up lame and she was in the truck. We were hunting with Luke and Sally. Sally went on point in some CRP. When we got close to her she moved up about 25 yards and went on point again. She waited for us to catch up and trailed into the wind. She had followed these birds for at least 150 yards when Don saw some quail flush about a hundred yards ahead of us. Three of the quail flew into a soy bean field.

Sally backing Tur Bo at Black Kettle Grasslands.

As we walked toward the soy bean field Don said that at 18 or 20 months old Sally shouldn’t know that much about running birds but she did. As we went into the soy bean field Luke pointed in front of us. Before we got to him a quail flushed and tried to fly back past us. I was between Don and the quail. It dropped at my shot and Luke was right behind it. He grabbed it when it hit the ground. He didn’t retrieve but he did hold the bird until I took it from him.

We continued through the soy bean field then crossed the road into a CRP field with both dogs pointing then moving up. Finally, the other two quail that Don had seen flush into the soy bean field flushed ahead of the dogs and flew away without getting close enough to us for a shot. Some of the closer walk-in properties are hit so much that the quail are really well educated.

Another area I hunted with well educated quail was at Black Kettle National Grasslands. I hunted a place that the year before I had found several coveys on. I turned Sally and Dolly out. We had a strong south east wind and after checking some heavy cover we went into the wind. Sally went on point along the fence row on the east side of this property. She was standing in the edge of a plum thicket that ran down the fence row.

Before I got to her Dolly saw her and honored. When I got close to Sally she moved down the plum thicket and went back on point. Dolly moved up and honored again. Over about a quarter of a mile she pointed 4 or 5 times. When she came to the end of the plum thicket she crossed into the road. Dolly crossed the road and started down a fence line. The other side was private property so I called them back.

There was an open gate in the fence and I walked into the sandy road. I saw where several quail had run across the road, off of the place I was hunting. Black Kettle gets a lot of pressure, too.

Sally in Oklahoma on quail.

I was hunting farther out in Kansas last year, near Hays. One of the places I wanted to hunt already had a truck parked on it. The guys were loading dogs so I stopped and talked to them for a few minutes. They said that a covey of quail had flown into some CRP but they didn’t find them. I drove around the section but they were still there so I drove around again.

The second time by they were gone. I pulled in where they had been parked and turned Luke and Sally out. About a hundred yards in Luke went on point. Before I got to him a covey flushed. I don’t remember whether I got a shot or not but Luke followed in the direction that the covey had flown. Sally had been honoring and moved up and went on point close to where Luke had been. I thought she was just pointing the hot spot but I went to her. When I started in front of her a single quail flushed. I missed with the first shot but hit it on the second.

Dolly on point.

I had watched the covey down when they first flushed. There was a small tree beside a harvested soy bean field. The covey had lit next to the small tree. I got both dogs in and never found the birds. The dogs got birdy where they landed but that was it. I checked both sides of the road but never came up with them.

If the quail don’t learn to run and flush ahead of the dogs they would get wiped out. It’s not a game for them. Where they have radio collared birds they have found that the quail sometimes run several hundred yards then flush before the dogs even get close. I have seen their tracks in the snow and have seen where they ran around us and went behind us.



I followed one, years ago, through just a little melting snow. It ran for maybe fifty yards and I saw it’s track go into a clump of straw left in a wheat field. I kicked the clump and the quail flew out. I missed it. Twice. I was surprised it was in the clump. I don’t know why I was surprised. That’s where the tracks stopped. Oh well, that’s quail hunting.

Sally on point.

Sally near and Luke. Divided find.

Jim’s dog Willy.



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New English Setter Puppies, 6/10/18

I sold my cousin, Jim Smith, an English setter puppy, out of my female, Blaze and the really good male, Bad Boy Buddy, owned by Rob Downen, a couple of years ago. I hunted with Dottie, in Oklahoma, last fall. Jim was breeding her to his male English setter, Willie. Willie came from Jason Patty’s kennel. Both of these dogs were young but they both were really good bird dogs.

On the road with two puppies.

My daughter, Dana, with the puppies.

Man on the left and Babe on the right.

When Jim and I hunted in Oklahoma last fall Dottie was in heat so I ran Sally and Dolly with her. Jim and I were watching her float through the cover across a deep ditch from us. I was commenting on how smoothly she moved through the cover when she wheeled into a point. Her tail was twelve o’clock and her head was high. Before we got to her point I told Jim I wanted a pup out of her. As we went to her I checked the GPS and Sally was on point over the hill behind us. Dottie was closer so we continued to her. We were still behind her when the quail flushed. It came my way and dropped when I shot.

We started back toward Sally. As we started back across the ditch Jim started sliding down the hill and two more quail flushed in front of him. He shot but it’s hard to shoot when you’re sliding down a hill. I was a little ahead of him and when I got close to the top of the hill two quail flew over me. I took one shot and a quail fell. Sally popped up right behind the two quail. I think these two were being pointed by Sally and flushed when Jim shot.

He said he would swap me one for one out of Sally. This was the on February twelve. Sally still hasn’t come in heat. It’s too late now but when she comes in next winter or spring I will breed her and Jim will get First pick.

Instead of getting one pup I decided I needed two. I, also, took a female puppy. Now I owe him two puppies out of my next litter.

My wife June, our daughter Dana and I went to Oklahoma on Friday. On the way down we stopped by Jim’s to see the puppies. Nothing is cuter than English setter puppies. I had brought two collars with me and each had a short cord tied on. I put them on a male I had picked out from a video and a female that was left. I looked at all 6 puppies and there wasn’t a bad one in the bunch.



Sunday morning we came by again and picked up the puppies. Jim was afraid they would be too rambunctious and loaned us a small kennel for the pups. Dana rode in the back seat with them. They started out riding in the kennel. Dana opened the kennel and they both came out. The female walked back into the kennel and went to sleep. The male played for about 45 miles then went to sleep, also.

The pups were still asleep when we came to the rest stop just across the state line into Missouri. I took the pups to the grass and let them play for a little while. We gave them a drink and loaded them. They went right back to sleep.

When we got home I put them in the kennel with a bucket of water and a full food dish.

This morning I went out and turned the pups loose. While they investigated the area I got a pigeon out. I locked it’s wings and placed it on the ground. Both pups found it at the same time and were really working it over. I, finally, took the pigeon from them and turned it loose. When it flew away they chased.

I took several birds from the coop and some I teased the pups with then let them fly away. I put a few to sleep and when the pups found them, they jumped on the pigeons and woke them up. The pups aren’t coordinated enough to hurt the pigeons. When the pigeons wake up they fly away.

I am kenneling the pups together for a while. Having two pups allows them to get used to being away from all that they have known but still have a sibling to ease the pain.

When I cleaned pens and fed dogs in the evening I turned the pups out again. I flew several pigeons for them. I put one to sleep and the male pup didn’t know whether to point or jump onto the pigeon. His sister saved him. She ran by him and woke the pigeon. They both chased.



I threw some dog food in the grass where the pups play. As the pups smell the food they learn to use their noses. They didn’t find a lot of the food but as they get used to using their noses they will get better.

I may be (am) prejudice but having puppies is fun but having English setter puppies is even more fun.

Babe pointing her brother.

Not a great picture of Man.

Using their nose to find dog food in the grass.



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Training Dogs, 5/4/18

I know this is supposed to be about training dogs but we love Century Link for an internet provider. We pay for the fastest internet we can get which is 1.5 MB and we can usually get almost 1 MB.

Friends just a couple of miles from us get 10 MB and pay the same rate we pay.

Since June only has 30 days we may have internet for 24 or 25 days this month.

Century Link works on our internet every once in a while and we do without. This makes us realize less than 1 MB is a lot better than zero MB. Our internet has been out for 4 days. We love Century Link.

Now to the dog training but being without even a slow internet, when you write a blog, you kind of need an internet.

Sally pointing a pigeon.

Tur Bo, with shiny eyes, pointing a pigeon.

Tur Bo encircled with brush.

I worked Sally on the retrieving bench then spread some bumpers out in a circle. I heeled her around the circle and when we got close I said, “fetch”. She’s starting to enjoy bringing the bumpers back to me. She isn’t crazy about the frozen quail. But before I started using the quail she didn’t like some of the bumpers. Now she thinks they are great. She will come around on the quail, soon, I hope.

I put her back in the kennel and hid 3 pigeons, in release traps, on the training grounds. I put the e-collar around her neck, the check cord hooked to her collar with a half hitch around her flanks and heeled Sally out with the piggin’ string. I put her on whoa and got on the 4-wheeler. I started the 4-wheeler, put it in gear and said, “okay”. She was off like a shot.

While I am hiding the pigeons I ride the 4-wheeler around the grounds a lot so the dogs don’t learn to just follow the 4-wheeler to the birds. I stayed right behind her as she ran both sides of my side then crossed to the neighbor’s side. She went in about the middle and as she circled a clump of brush slammed into a point. I shoved the stake into the ground right behind her and tied the check cord off. I kicked the brush, flushed the pigeon and shot the blank pistol. She didn’t move. I pulled the stake and untied the check cord. I heeled her away. After a few yards I whoaed her.

I had a frozen quail with me. I held it in front of her and said, “fetch”. She took the bird and held it until I said, “give”. She dropped it in my hand. I moved the bird toward the ground and had her fetch. She reached for it. She held it until I said, “give”. I laid the frozen quail on the ground and told her to fetch. She tried to walk away but I held the transmitter button on the e-collar down on high 1. She picked the quail up and held it until I said, “give”. I heeled her a few yards and turned her loose to hunt.



She circled the very back on the neighbor’s side. She was still a long way from the pigeon when she got just a little scent. She slowed to a point. I shoved the stake into the ground and tied the check cord. I kicked the brush, flushed the pigeon and shot the blank pistol. The pigeon came out on the far side of the clump but then flew toward Sally where she could at least see it. The only thing that moved was her head to watch the pigeon fly.

I pulled the stake, untied the check cord and heeled her away. After a few yards I whoaed her. I had her take the frozen quail from right in front of her and then about half way to the ground. When I dropped the quail on the ground she tried to circle me instead of picking up the bird. I held the transmitter button down on high 1 until she picked up the quail. I petted her for several seconds while she held the bird. I said, “give’ and she dropped it in my hand. I heeled her a few yards then released her to hunt.

The last pigeon was closer to the kennel than I usually hide birds but she nailed it. I pushed the stake into the ground right behind her and tied the check cord. I went around the clump kicking the brush, flushed the pigeon and shot the blank pistol. She didn’t move. I pulled the stake and untied her. I heeled her a few feet and whoaed her.

Sally pointing a pigeon.

I held the frozen quail in front of her and she took it when I said, “fetch”. Then I dropped it on the ground at her feet. I said, “fetch” and she picked it up and held until I said, “give”. I petted her and let her run on the way back to the kennel.

I reloaded the pigeon traps and led Tur Bo out with e-collars around his neck and flanks. I, also, had a check cord on him with a half hitch around his flanks. I put him on whoa, started the 4-wheeler and said, “okay”. I slowed down for the creek but he didn’t. When I came around a clump he was already on point. The check cord was straight so he had pointed as soon as he hit the scent cone. I pushed the stake into the ground and tied the check cord.

I kicked the brush, flushed the pigeon and shot the blank pistol. He wanted to move but the stake and check cord held. I do make sure that the stake is in the ground, as far as I can push it, for him. I set him back, pulled the stake and untied the check cord. I heeled him a few yards and whoaed him. I pulled another frozen quail from my pocket and tossed it for him. He ran out, grabbed it and brought it back. I threw the frozen quail 3 times and he brought it back, sat by my side and held until I said, “give”. I heeled him a few yards then released him to hint.

He was on the wrong side of the next pigeon. He ran just upwind from it and whirled around on point but he was right over the bird. I set him back, pushed the stake into the ground right behind him and tied the check cord. I made him stay on point longer than usual as I kicked the brush. I flushed the pigeon and shot the blank pistol. He only turned his head. This time not even the dance with the front feet. I pulled the stake and untied the check cord.

Sally on another pigeon.

I heeled him a few yards and put him on whoa. I threw the frozen quail 3 times. He retrieved it each time. Once, he dropped the bird on the way back but turned around and grabbed bringing it all the way. Most of the time he sits beside me and holds the quail until I say give. I haven’t taught him to sit, he just does. I heeled him a few yards then released him to hunt.

He was almost in the same spot on the next bird as Sally had been. I pushed the stake in and tied the check cord. I went around the clump so I could see Tur Bo as I flushed the pigeon. I kicked the brush, flushed the pigeon and shot the blank pistol. This pigeon fluttered some and he thought he could catch it but the check cord held. I set him back then pulled the stake and untied the check cord. I heeled him a few yards.

I whoaed him and threw the frozen quail 3 times. He did a good job each time. He is holding it until I say “give”. Later, I may start hiding the frozen quail and having him hunt dead. I need some dogs that will retrieve. I let him run on the way back to the kennel.

Tur Bo pointing pigeons.

I used two frozen quail but each dog only retrieved their bird. I don’t know if that makes a difference but I know that it doesn’t hurt if only Tur Bo’s slobber is on his bird and only Sally’s slobber is on hers.

Training dogs is about making the training as much like the real thing as you can. If I can get Sally to liking the frozen quail and get to where I can hide the bird in the brush and get both of them to hunt dead, I may come up with some retrievers for the next season.

I know that dogs that retrieve over the years have brought me birds that I didn’t know I had hit. Dogs that don’t retrieve just pass these birds by.



Vince Dye and I were hunting in Kansas. The dogs pointed a covey and all of the birds came my way. Vince didn’t get a shot and I only got one. I had Lady, the best retrieving pointing dog I’ve ever had. I had knocked a quail down with the shot and she went to retrieve. As she came back to me I saw her jerk her head to the side. I told Vince I bet I had killed two birds with that one shot. She dropped the first bird in my hand and went right back to where I had seen her turn her head. Pretty soon she was back with the second bird. I need another retrieving dog like her.

You can see the stake in this picture.

Tur Bo

Tur Bo pointing a pigeon.



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