He Hunts No More
 

Tough day today, part of a triumvirate that hunted hill and dale in five states had to be laid to rest.
From the time he was ten weeks old he would find things in the woods and point it, and was afraid of nothing

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Pheasant Grouse Chukar Woodcock and Quail were no match and he helped feed my family for twelve years. He showed my Son's what hunting over a great Bird Dog was all about. A winged Pheasant that sailed off a hundred yards and hit the ground running stood no chance whatsoever. Always brought back to my hand.

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Many of my dear friends had the pleasure of great day's afield behind rock steady points.

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Today a Great Hunter has passed after sharing many a campfire, and watching out for his family for many years. He made me look good in the fields in spite of myself.

His name was Solo

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Condolences Willy.

sorry to hear, willy. it always sucks to lose a 'best friend'.

Its always such a sad day when this happens sorry for your loss.

sorry for your loss.

Man I hate to hear that Willy.....sorry for your loss bubba. Thats a hole that will be tough to fill and hopefully when you're ready you'll find another hunter to help fill the void. Chin-up through it brotha, I know its tough

Sorry to hear hunting dogs have a special relationship with the gun.

Sorry to hear of your loss Willy, I know its hard to loose a close friend like that. Remember the good times, it seems to help.

They do become part of the family for sure so sorry willy

Sorry for your loss.