Today we took Lucy to a bird dog training seminar. There were some really good looking dogs there but she was the only Weimaraner. I was afraid she'd get all dumb around a bunch of other dogs but when it was her turn to work some birds with the trainer, she did great. I stayed out of the way while Todd and the trainer took her out into the grass. The guys that I was standing with were commenting on her gorgeous point and how quickly she found the birds. They asked who had worked with her and it felt so good to say "Me." Granted, most of her talent is natural but I have at least an hour a day of training in her. Made me proud to watch her do so well.
Another thing that was good to hear was that the best thing to do with a bird dog is socialize them as part of the family, take them everywhere you go, let them play with the kids, etc. Lucy is always with us. Sometimes it's a pain because it really limits where we can go. It is so worth all of it to watch her turn into a great dog.
Soon Dozer will get his chance to go out and chase squirrels up trees. He needs it as he's gotten pretty plump this summer. The last time we went fishing he proved that he can still run REALLY fast for a fat dog. He's not afraid to charge through weeds taller than his head either. It's funny because he's so squatty that you can't see him; only the parting of the weeds as he cuts a path.
In other pet news, we came home to a tank full of dead fish tonight. I think the heater went off on a bender and forgot to shut off. Blah.