Serendipity. Look for something,
find something else, and realize that what you've found is more suited to your
needs than what you thought you were looking for. ~ Lawrence Block
Gentle Readers,
This is another dog story. Rowdy went all serendipitous this fall and I’m
going to try to describe it. I’ll ramble
a bit, hang with me.
Bird dogs come in two basic varieties. Hunting retrievers and pointers. Rowdy by virtue of his Golden Retriever and
Standard Poodle parents is a retriever.
The retrievers de-emphasize quarry location and emphasize the
retrieve. Especially if we are discussing
water fowling where the human strongly desires to avoid immersion in the cold, smelly
swamp.
Pointers emphasize the hunt
itself. Generations of breeding and
training have resulted in dogs that freeze when they sense a bird. For extra style points, they can strike the cliched
raised front leg straight-tail pose but that’s not important. What’s important is that they get as close to
the bird as their instinct and training allow without flushing it and face toward it.
The hunter’s job is to note when the
pointer has stopped quartering and started pointing.
The hunter then uses the dog’s point, the wind, the landscape and their experience
to walk to where the bird probably is and then the hunter flushes the bird. The well-trained pointer holds
the point until released to retrieve the bird or continue the hunt if there is
a miss.
Hunters with pointers can relax and
watch the dog work waiting for the point.
Hunters with retrievers have to remain
constantly on edge to take the shot because the retrievers blindly quarter within gun
range of the hunter and bluntly flush the bird. Which is how Rowdy and I have
been hunting until October this year rolled around.
A little aside about dogs, breeding
and intelligence. Standard Poodles,
Golden Retrievers and Labrador Retrievers score very high on the doggy
intelligence scale. The Labs though, are
bred and trained for focus, intensity and enthusiasm. When you send a Lab on a retrieve, they are
going to go to the mark and retrieve with single minded fervor. If they are quartering for birds, that is
what they do. No distractions.
Rowdy is different. He’s really smart, but he’s also a late
maturing doodle. He’s goofy at times, focuses
on the wrong thing often and notices a lot of what is going on around him. I am constantly calling him off of squirrels,
deer and - once a skunk. Which he still
smells like when he gets wet. (If you ever find yourself in need of
deskunkifaction, here’s a recipe.)
If I fire a shotgun near him, he’s
focused on where the bird went. He loves
him some gunshots.
Fireworks and thunder
are different. He’s decided that those
are the focus of evil in the world.
I’ve seen him stop in the middle of
a water retrieve to ogle a frog.
What I’m saying is Rowdy is a bit of
a free thinker.
Finally, here’s the serendipity I promised. Out of nowhere, he started pointing birds this fall. I’ve seen him do it now around 20 times, it's not a one-off. If the bird doesn’t
flush, he stops, freezes and focuses on it.
His eyes dart back and forth from me to the bird as if to say: “Reff, it’s
right there! Shoot it!” He has without any attempt at training on my
part voluntarily moved out of the retriever circle on the Pointer/Retriever Venn
Diagram and into the intersection between them. I like to think it is a measurement of his
intelligence and eagerness to work with me. But I could be all hubristic on this....
At risk of going all Jack London dog
novel on you, it is a great gift from the best dog I’ve ever had.
On that note, I remain,
Dad/Geoff
Ps, no, I don’t haven any pictures
of it happening. I was still so surprised
by the whole development, I totally forgot to get the phone out.
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