Submitted by Jim owner of Cactus Country Gambel's Hunter
Date : 02/2008

"Well, I took Hunter out this morning to catch the sunrise about 18 miles southeast of Florence. I have hunted this place in years past, and there is generally a good population of quail. I usually hear them while uncasing the shotgun and getting my gear together.

This morning, I heard nothing. I've always been able to at least kick up a couple of coveys, and I've always seen the little goobers running through the brush. Today; nothing! But guess what,... that did not stop Hunter from doing what he does best. That little dog hit the ground running with his nose locked in position. He did come to a point once, although I did not get my camera out of my vest in time to get a shot. What he found (and unearthed) was the remains of a dove or quail. There wasn't much left of it and it was partially buried. I tend to think it was a quail, because dove aren't as 'smelly'. He didn't point for long, only a few seconds, but HE DID IT!

We kicked up a couple of cottontails at around 35 yards. Too far in the thick stuff for a clean shot, but I did fire off a few rounds to check his reaction. It was as though that 16 ga. was never fired. He shows no sign at all of being even slightly gun-shy.

The cow pond in the area was full due to the recent rains and Hunter didn't hesitate his first time in retrieving his dummy, although his second time in he only went chest deep and wandered around a bit. I can't really blame him, as there was a thin ring of ice around it when we got there at sunrise. I can't say enough about this wonderful little dog. He never ceases to surprise me.

The best testimonial of all: I LOVE THIS LITTLE DOG!"

Jim