For over 30,000 years, humans have loved dogs. Domesticated canines are loyal, caring, and compassionate friends. For those of us that hunt with their dogs, the relationship between owner and their pups is profoundly unique. The symbiosis is obvious; we count on them to help improve our odds of success, and they expect that we will fulfill our responsibilities in the joint pursuit of the target prey. Their excitement, effort, and determination inspire us to deliver on the unstated objective.

Echo turned 9 in December. Age has brought on a few health issues that have challenged some of her natural abilities. Like most any gundog, her drive as well as the adrenaline brought on by doing what we love to do, keeps the chronic symptoms at bay. Despite our advanced ages and minor physical challenges, we still hunt hard.

Echo and I have been teamed together for a long time. We’ve experienced tremendous successes as well as unexpected adversities. She always remains positive and continues to be relentless despite my annual shooting slumps. For that fact, I am forever grateful. It is not easy to look her in the eyes after whiffing on a bird that she spent so much energy locating. While I feel both guilty and miserable, Echo quickly moves onto the next chase.  

It is hard for me to effectively articulate what Echo means to me. My life is better because she is in it. She seems to understand how much I love her. During our hunts, she will unexpectedly leap in the air to give me a kiss. I feel that this is a sign that she is pleased and focused on the work that has yet to be done.

I don’t know how many more adventures that Echo and I will experience together. I will not push her to continue to hunt if her body will not tolerate the physical exertion. It is important to me that I retire her before she demonstrates any signs of despair. I am hopeful that we have at least one more season together. I cannot imagine ever leaving her behind.