At first glance when Dave sent this to me I didn’t understand why he thought this photo of his German Shorthaired Pointer “Kirby” was noteworthy. It took me a while to notice that he had something caught in his teeth. This is what I call a real bird dog.
It reminds me of a witticism my granddad used to say. When asked what was for dinner he would reply “Bird Dog Stew”. It took me a while to understand why that was humorous. I guessed later in life, after he passed, that it referred to a what would be for dinner if you or, maybe more to the point, your bird dog didn’t have a very fruitful hunting experience.
Apparently, Kirby is quite the backyard hunter. Known to chase, catch and eat squirrels, too.
