Duke is not a puppy. He is a six year old German Shorthair Pointer. Miss Sugar, my kind-hearted wife, saw on Craigslist that Duke needed a new home. (I do not understand why she was looking at pet ads on Craigslist.) As an historical note, we previously were owned by another German Shorthair Pointer, Rover, who was a wonderful dog. Rover and Max, pictured above, got along well. Sadly, both have passed on.
German Shorthair Pointers like to run. They probably need to run. The family that posted the ad had decided that their living situation was not meeting Duke’s needs for lots of room to run. We have lots of room to run so Sugar said we would take him. That happened yesterday.
Duke adjusted well to our family and home immediately. We introduced him to Beau and Sadie, Yellow Labs, and the horses, and even a cat.
We took all the dogs for a long walk in the pasture, with Duke on a leash, to show him the place. We took a chance letting him off the leash, hoping he would stay by the other dogs, and he did stay by them, sort of. He runs circles around the rest of us. Literally. He runs in big circles. But he came back. That was yesterday.
Today, we took the crowd out for another “walk.” Even the cat came. Beau spotted some Pronghorns (antelope) and Duke was glad. They chased the fastest land animals in North America. Beau gave up after awhile. Duke did not. The Pronghorns and Duke all disappeared from sight. Sugar and I worried that we had made a mistake letting Duke off the leash.
To our relief, he eventually returned. Sugar met him with joy. The prodigal son returned.
In the house, Duke is a gentleman. He has accepted us. And we have accepted him.
Beau seems glad to have another buddy. They are both “sporting dogs.” So they have that in common. They are supposed to be bird dogs, of course. That is what the antelopes would like them to be. The rabbits in the vicinity also feel strongly in favor of these dogs sticking with retrieving birds.