We didn’t start training again until the third week of June. The damn black flies in the northeast are so numerous in early summer they are a pain in the you know what. Their bite is worst than mosquito bites.
When we did start where we left off last season I learned she seemed to remember all that she learned. Now it is just repetition and more repetition.
During the summer we took her to places where she could swim in order to cool off in the middle of a hike. We learned Tova could naturally swim like most dogs but she wasn’t into it like a lab or a golden. She’d go in and cool off and then come back out.
By August, we started going back to the farm to hunt pheasants. I wanted her keep her skills sharp for the on coming season which will be her second season hunting in New Hampshire’s woods.
One of the things I enjoy about living here is you can be in the woods in a half and hour or less no matter where you live in the state. It’s the kind of state if you aren’t an outdoors person you are missing a great deal of what it has to offer and won’t get to appreciate its natural beauty.
Having a hunting dog and one who is a super companion with other activities makes all of it even more enjoyable.
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