This is my turf

Long-haired Weimaraner

Goldee   

Bird Dogs, fourth is a series

The grand dogs were down for a romp on the acre last weekend. Maverick and Autzen were completely content chasing after the tennis ball.

Goldee was in her own little world hunting down the birds that were peacefully roosting in the plum tree. She has quite the little prey drive. If there is hunting to be done, she’s ready to go. It’s been so much more fun for her now that we have the bird feeders up. I’m surprised she doesn’t go home with a crick in her neck. She spends her entire time with her head twisted up, just like that.

Silly girl. You better not catch any of my birds. That’s all I have to say.