Today's walk was only about a mile and a half... But oh so fun!
Maverick's first pheasant hunt. He did well. I stacked the odds in his favor by hunting at the Cooke Canyon Hunt Club - so these are not wild birds. But we found eight pheasant, brought home five, and had a wonderful time. He hasn't had a lot of actual hunt training, but did a wonderful job of finding and pointing the birds, then retrieving them for me. He's not to blame for the pheasants that I didn't hit. Sigh...
I think we're going to have a wonderful time hunting together for many years. I sure hope so.
Oh - tracked down his lineage - he's a German Wirehaired Pointer through and through. Purebred and all that. I got him as a rescue dog, but he's a GWP, no doubt. Just a "liver" colored variant, with which some folks may not be familiar.