Skoobie was inside a
kennel at the SPCA when we first met. I was impressed when he immediately
obeyed my command to "sit". That was March 08, 2000 at 2:00 P.M. He was
1 year old and already an accomplished Pointer. He continues to impress
He was a little rough at first,
and any creature that came into his field of view had better be prepared
for a chase or for the ultimate sacrafice! I have since weened him off
Rabbits. Now his favorite
pastime is hunting Groundhogs, next to pressing
up against you for a hug.
When the breeze is right, he
can smell a Groundhog in a neighboring field 600 yards away. When
I see him walk toward that field as if his nose was pinned to a washline,
I know the chase is on. And off he goes; usually to return with a Groundhog.
If the grass is high and he senses
a Groundhog, he takes to the air like a Pogo Stick . When I see him pop
up above the grass, I know the chase is on again, and that Groundhog better
have a burrow nearby, or he is history.
I have seen him hurry around
a grass patch, hit the brakes, and go on point in the shape of a horse
shoe with his head looking back toward his tail - only inches away from
When he's hungry, he puts his
paw on the feed bucket lid. When he senses a varmint, he freezes with a
paw lifted - usually the left one. He will hold this pose for 3 to 5 minutes
if told to, "Stay". He readily learned several hand signals to go in an
indicated direction and also to come back and sit.
Once he was kidnapped to a town
55 miles away, where a lucky family enjoyed his company for a week, until
some determined detective work turned up his whereabouts.
was positive the bird bath was his personal and private drinking fountain
from the day it was placed in the front yard, and any Groundhog found bathing
in it would be in double trouble!
helps plant trees by testing the cool hole on a hot Spring day.
keeps watch over the local Ringnecks
to make sure they don't catch any of his Groundhogs.
record: two big Groundhogs within an hour.
one in that tree, I know there's one in that tree".
telling you, "Right there is one, don't you see him?"
fence row has several burrows. He knows where they are and knows if some
critter lives there. I have seen him spend half a day watching that fence
row from his vantage point.
He has learned to use the nearby
Spruce trees for a shield as he cautiously approaches the area crouched
like a Cat. He has calculated how far they must be from the burrow to allow
him to overtake them when he turns on the afterburner. He has also learned
to avoid tongue and lip bites.
Skoobie, you are a mighty fine
hunter and companion!